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Reimagining the Sutton Hoo dig, the greatest Anglo-Saxon archaeological discovery on British soil, John Preston brilliantly dramatizes three months of intense activity on a small estate when locals fought outsiders, professionals thwarted amateurs, and love and rivalry flourished in equal measure.In the long hot summer of 1939, Britain is preparing for war, but on a riverside farm in Suffolk there is excitement of another kind. Mrs. Pretty, a widowed farmer, has had her hunch proved correct that the strange mounds on her land hold buried treasure. As an archaeological dig proceeds against a background of mounting national anxiety, it becomes clear that this is no ordinary find, and the discovery leads to a host of jealousies and tensions.Elegantly crafted with great tenderness and a poignant attention to detail, The Dig is more than a novel about archaeology. At its very core, this is a novel about the traces of life we all leave behind.… (more)
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The novel is narrated in the first person by a number of the individuals
Mrs. Pretty hires Basil Brown, a local amateur archeologist to begin excavating the mounds, and Basil Brown narrates the next section of the book. Although he has no professional training, he conducts the dig according to the standards of the time. Again, since this is fiction and we are in Brown's mind, there is a lot of extraneous matter--his thoughts about his wife, his growing relationship with Mrs. Pretty's young son who is fascinated with the dig and wants to help. It is Brown who discovers the ship, and he immediately recognizes its significance.
Once the discovery becomes known, the professionals move in and take over from Brown. The narration is now provided by a succession of experts and professionals who continue Brown's work, and who discover the treasures the burial ship contained. Again, since these are first person narrators, and even though they are historical figures, there is a lot of extraneous material.
There's some fascinating information in the book about the conflicts among the various museums claiming the treasure--the local museum had been the first to take over the dig from Basil Brown, but when the British Museum learned of the find, its personnel moved in to finish the dig. There's also a narration of the legal battle over who owned the treasure trove--the land owner or the state.
This was an enjoyable and informative book. I liked reading the details on the nitty-gritty of conducting an archeological dig, the museum rivalries, the legal proceedings on the question of ownership. I can't help but wonder, however, why the author chose to present the story through a series of first person narratives, which gives rise to the problem that the author is going to have speculate what these real people were thinking, and in the end including things that have nothing to do with the story of the excavation. I'm not arguing that the book should have been written as nonfiction, but all the extraneous material was a constant reminder that the author was making things up, and if that was the case, how could I know which details were true.
With that caveat, this is a readable and interesting story, and I recommend it.
The book gives us a tale of decent rural folk on a collision course with scholarly archeological and legal experts from the British Museum. Tension is added to the whole through the pressure of imminent war with Germany. As Preston conceived it, the tale emerges as one of subdued rivalry and political career wrangling played out on a stage of personality differences. And yes, there is love…in many of its delicate and myriad guises.
What sets this novel apart and helps lift it to the level of original and exquisite literature is the standout authenticity of its main characters. They are so real, I felt as if I were there with them (inside the narrator’s shoes, so to speak). Reading the book felt like being transported across time and space.
The story is told primarily in chronological order, from April to September of 1939. There is also an epilogue dated 1965. The novel is told through three first-person narratives. The first character is Edith Pretty, the woman who owned the land. The second is Basil Brown, the self-taught “soil man” and archeologist who started the excavation on Pretty’s land at her request. However, it is the third character who rises above the rest to steal center stage. That third character is Peggy Piggott, the wife of one of the archeological experts called in to help supervise the dig after it was determined that the excavation contained historical artifacts of significant national interest. Peggy Piggott also happens to be the deceased aunt of the author.
Because the author had access to insider information about his aunt, he was able to weave a unique and dramatically significant story about her and her role in this archeological endeavor. Somehow, he knew (or imagined he knew) Peggy Piggott’s personal story. As a result, the story he tells through her first person narrative emerges as the emotional centerpiece of the novel. It is one so delicate and subtle—so incredibly understated—it took my breath away.
This novel excels through understatement. Done right, understatement can be stunning. As a literary device, understatement has enormous power. Think of the power of a whisper over a shout. If you want to convey something emotionally shattering, say it with understatement…whisper it.
Unfortunately, this literary device is often missing in our modern Western culture. Most of today’s fiction—especially popular thrillers and romances—are exercises in overstatement. It has become the norm. As a result, I fear many contemporary readers might not find much here—in this lovely novel of exquisite emotional depth—to hold their attention. What a shame and loss! Subtlety seems to be no longer highly valued or practiced. As a related sidebar: when was the last time you heard a politician whisper?
Personally, I adored this novel and will happily tuck it away on my bookshelf along with other elegant literary gems. It easily wins my five-star rating.
(One last note: it’s best if you know little about the dig before you begin. But sometime during the reading—perhaps two-thirds of the way through—it would be a good idea to search on the Internet for photographs. That will enhance the realism and heighten your interest and intellectual pleasure.)
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A truly satisfying book.
When I found The Dig by John Preston, I returned to those heady days ancient Egypt, classic Greece and Troy. My graduate work at Baylor involved some study of Anglo-Saxon and Danish sites in England. I marveled at the metal work, pottery, masks, helmets, and swords found in England. I pulled a book off my shelves by Angela Care Evans, entitled The Sutton Hoo Ship Burial. I was able to see pictures – not only of the characters, but photos of many of the items described in the actual excavation. Preston’s novel is a fictionalized account of the discovery of one of the largest buried Danish ships ever found. This interesting story combined two of my favorite subjects: archaeology and English history.
John Preston is a former arts editor of the Sunday Telegraph and The Evening Standard. He lives in London. His novel has lots of dated Briticisms, since the ship was found shortly before the outbreak of World War II. The characters act and speak with some reserve, and the humor is typically dry. The owner of the land she wanted to investigate, introduces a local archaeologist, who has agreed to begin a survey of the site, to her young son, Robbie. Preston writes, “‘Robbie, […] this is Mr. Brown.’ // Mr. Brown stood up. His head came through the smoke cloud [from his pipe]. // ‘This is my son, Robert.’ […] ‘Hello there, young man.’ // Robert said nothing; he just kept staring up at him. // ‘Mr. Brown is an archaeologist,’ [she] explained. ‘He is going to have a look inside the mounds’” (11). For a moment I imagined myself as young Robert.
Preston has brought me back to the days of peering over the shoulder of Howard Carter as he broke the seals in a burial chamber and saw, for the first time in over 2,000 years, “Wonderful things” to quote Carter.
Of course, nothing like the Sutton Hoo site could be kept secret for very long, and the curator of a local museum began calling in experts from the British Museum. Brown did not want to bring anyone else into the find, but then, neither did the curator. Faster than you can say, “What ho chap. Have you got something by George?” experts from all over descended on the site. A squabble over who owned the treasures buried there arose, which took a few years to resolve. Fortunately, the courts held the property owner had first claim to everything found there. When WWII broke out, work had to be stopped at the dig for the duration, but quickly resumed after VE Day.
The Dig by John Preston is neither a big book, nor an important one. But it does demonstrate the magic one can experience from reading. It also shows how a book can take you anywhere, anytime, anyway with imagination. 5 stars
--Jim, 4/20/16
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It's a quite touching novel, as we are revealed the fustrations and loves of the characters. The author manages to accomplish this quite well over a short space.
All in all, a refreshing change of pace.
- Tim Bazzett, author of the memoir, BOOKLOVER
The rest is history -- and the stuff of this gently understated historical novel. Mrs. Pretty and her young son Robert live at Sutton Hoo House, and the mound that Basil Brown begins to excavate will be one of the most important archaeological discoveries in Britain. The Anglo-Saxon ship burial reveals incredible artifacts that undermine theories about the Dark Ages and reveal the sophistication of 7th-8th century societies.
The story is alternately narrated by three voices -- Basil Brown, Edith Pretty and Peggy Piggott, a recent university graduate who has just married her tutor, Stuart Piggott, and is invited into the dig because she is small and light and will not disturb the remains. Of course, it is Peggy who discovers the first really valuable artifact from the ship burial.
The characters in the novel are all historical figures -- and the author is the nephew of Peggy Piggot. It's a story of ordinary people caught up in an extraordinary find -- but the ordinariness of their lives is at least as important as the extraordinary find. Mrs. Pretty frets about her young son, Robert. Basil Brown misses his wife, May, and worries about securing the site of the dig. Peggy is as bewildered by her marriage as she is enthralled by her finds at the dig. None of the characters are deeply developed -- but they don't need to be. Preston gives the reader enough hints as to their characters to let anyone with an imagination figure out who they are.
One of aspects I appreciated the most was the enthralling descriptions of some of the pieces that were uncovered in the dig. A lovely snapshot of a bygone era and a truly historic event.
Although you can see the parallels that the author is drawing between the lives of the characters involved in the excavation of the Sutton Hoo archaeological dig and the dig itself, this adds very little to their characterisation and just makes you
I don’t really understand all the hype. It
Footnote: I hadn't realised till I read the other reviews here that Peggy Pigott was Preston's Aunt, and it was this almost chance discovery that spurred him to visit Sutton Hoo and write the book. This too gives some insight into how much of our own and our family's past can be hidden from us.
Edith Pretty and her young son lived in Suffolk in a home she and her husband bought before his death. On the property are mounds that the Pretty's had often talked about excavating. In the spring of 1939 the Director of the Ipswich Museum suggested Mrs. Pretty contact Basil Brown, who although not recognized as a professional archaeologist is a self taught excavator. He had experience working on numerous archaeological sites including those excavated by the Ispwich Museum. Mr. Brown accepts Mrs. Pretty's offer and he and two of her farm employees begin work.
The story of the excavation is told in the alternating voices of Mrs. Pretty and Mr. Brown over the summer. After abandoning the first mound when nothing is found, discoveries began with the second when one of the farm hands found a small piece of metal that resembles a bolt. From that find, with slow and exacting work Brown discovers one of the most important archaeological discoveries of all time, a 6th centuary burial ship. When he reports what he has likely found to Guy Maynard, the curator of Ipswich Museum, Maynard reports the find upwards. Immediately Brown is told to stop work and others are brought in to take over.
The last half of the book revolves around the personalities of the archeologists that were brought in, the treatment of Mr. Brown, and the continuing discovery of treasure that proved Mr. Brown's theory. When I came to the end I had one question. What happened next? An epilogue, a piece written in 1965 by Robert Pretty, Mrs. Pretty's son, helps answer at least some of that question.
Well written, with description of excavation and findings in dig.
The Sutton Hoo site is home to thirteen ancient burial mounds, but the book and film focus on the initial excavation of only the first of them. England was, of course, on the brink of war with Germany in 1939, so the discovery of a burial chamber dating back to the late sixth century, came at a precarious time. If the finds were going to excavated and safeguarded from the perils of open warfare with a neighboring country, time was of the essence and someone was going to have to step on toes to get it all done in time. There were also rather petty jealousies between the regional museum and the British Museum in London that had to be negotiated, although the national museum was always likely to be the winner in any dispute over which museum should permanently house the finds.
Preston’s novel focuses on some of the key people in the story: Edith Pretty, on whose property the burial mounds were located; Basil Brown, the proficient “amateur” archaeologist originally hired by Pretty to begin the excavation; Peggy Piggott, a freshly-minted professional archeologist who accompanied her husband to the dig; and Robert Pretty, the little boy who saw the whole thing as the greatest adventure of his young life. With the exception of the little boy - who only serves as narrator for the novel’s short epilogue - the main characters are given long sections of the book to narrate what they personally experience as the dig proceeds over much of 1939.
Those looking for much detail about the finds and the burials are likely to be disappointed as The Dig is more a character study than an accounting of the archeological finds and conclusions. What the novel does well - and what the film does even better - is give a feel for the period and exploration methods of the day. Preston uses the characters to humanize the efforts required and to portray how it all comes together in the end despite the factional rivalries. Edith Pretty, owner of the property, deservedly comes across as the real heroine of the piece because of her insistence, in the first place, that the mounds be explored. Basil Brown is the story’s underdog because of the way that his initial work on the mound is denigrated by those who come later to the project, and Peggy Piggott, being a female archeologist, is treated much the same as Brown.
Bottom Line: Novels based on true events often leave the reader wanting to know more, and The Dig is certainly one of those. Just as the film led me to the novel, the combination of the two makes me want to read much more about the Sutton Hoo excavations and what was ultimately discovered there. I do suggest that both the film and the book be experienced if that is possible because they supplement each other well. My only reservation about the film is that, even though I understand it was done for dramatic effect, I do think the film focuses too much on the supposed sex life of Peggy Piggott. I suppose that is the kind of thing that is unavoidable when a movie is based on a novel that is based upon a true story.
Adaptation aside, I really enjoyed spending time with the characters in the book - all based on real people. Edith is a widower who welcomes the dig as a distraction from worries about the future and the welfare of her young son. She is distant but caring with her staff and wonderfully imperious with officials interfering on her property, yet forms an intellectual bond with gruff archaeologist Basil Brown. He and lead archaeologist Charles Phillips provide helpful exposition on the history of the site and the treasures unearthed. Not sure why John Preston suggests that Phillips was obese and a threat to the fragile excavation, however! Peggy is happy to cut short her dismal honeymoon to join the dig and finds the first artefact. She is initially dismissed by Phillips but they later form a working alliance over the artefacts from the burial chamber.
I also liked the fragile nostalgia of the pre war years in which the book is set, and was shocked by how Sutton Hoo was treated during WW2! According to the epilogue, the burial site was used for training and target practice, which beggars belief.
A pleasant introduction to a historical discovery which I must admit to knowing little about.
It is also a rather quiet and slow novel, and the atmosphere is very serious. There is always the impression of impending doom: On a large scale, because it is 1939 and war is coming, which is never dwelt on too much, but which is visible in small details and observations. Mirroring that is the small scale of the personal relations of the characters, the way some of them treat each other, their personal disappointments and failures.
All this made for a fascinating read, although I must admit that in the end, I felt that I had wanted more - a deeper insight, more of a real conclusion, or even more of an open conflict. Because of this, it left me a little unsatisfied, although that may just be what it intended.
but it is the story of an excavation, and little more.
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