An England that exists just outside living memory

Juliet Nicolson talks to Smriti Daniel about her books and her famous grandmother Vita Sackville-West

Seated on a verandah in the heart of Galle Fort, Juliet Nicolson is feeling the heat. Despite the inevitable discomfort, the sweltering weather is actually ideally suited to a conversation about her first book. ‘The Perfect Summer’ is a work of non-fiction, a retelling of the events of the summer of 1911 through the eyes of a rebellious debutante, a new queen, a restless butler, a charismatic trade unionist and the man who would go on to serve as Britain’s Prime Minister. Taken together with others, their fascinating accounts capture a society on the brink of unimaginable change. The book is filled with incredible detail – from Winston Churchill’s penchant for expensive pink silk underwear to the sandwiches peers had secreted away in their coronets during the coronation of George V. “I’ve always wanted to know the detail,” says Juliet unapologetically, “because it is only with the detail that people begin to live.”

Her second book ‘The Great Silence’ is equally dense, if not more so. It takes for its subject three days in the Novembers of 1918, 1919 and 1920 and examines a country consumed by grief. Once again, Britain is in the throes of a profound transition. In between the two books lies the First World War, but Juliet’s interest appears to narrow in on the spaces left between the lines in modern histories – it is not the first charge or the grand surrender, but the tumult of the days before and after that absorb her. “I can’t write about the battles; that’s not what interests me. I want to write about what people are wearing and what people are laughing at, what people are eating and what people are watching,” she says.
It is an approach to writing she shares with other members of her family, notably her grandmother. Vita Sackville-West is famous as the author of ‘The Edwardians’, the one time lover of Virginia Woolf and the gardener responsible for the exquisite beauty of the grounds at Sissinghurst in Kent, England. Vita created the latter with her husband, the diplomat and writer Harold Nicolson. Their extraordinary marriage (both were bi-sexual) and aristocratic lifestyle continue to fascinate modern biographers. Juliet, who was just seven when Vita died, remembers her grandmother as anything but cosy. “She was terrifying,” she admits frankly.

Juliet taking a stroll in Galle Fort. Pic by Saman Kariyawasam

Vita habitually wore lace -up boots and jodhpurs, topped with silk shirts in jewel tones, complemented by a simple string of pearls. A long cigarette holder held nonchalantly, completed the picture. “She seemed very tall (Vita was nearly six feet) especially because I was so short,” says Juliet. Around children, her grandfather was the softer of the two. Both grandparents’ make fleeting appearances in Juliet’s books – their first person accounts of the coronation of George V and the signing of the treaty of Versailles mark them as observers with wit and insight. (Juliet will be sharing some of her memories of them at the 2012 Galle Literary Festival.) Describing the humiliation of Germany at the Paris Peace Conference, Harold would tell the writer Marcel Proust every detail, not omitting a single thing, including that they had had tea and macaroons for refreshments. “Both my grandparents liked to do what I like to do, that is to write the detail of it, the colour of it, in fact, the macaroons,” says Juliet.

It is no coincidence that both Juliet’s books are set in an England that exists just outside living memory. She says she was drawn to the period because “while there is no one left who would remember the early 1900s it’s not so unrecognizable either.” The elements of contemporary life – from the widespread industrial strikes to the appearance of the first automobiles – were all there, and the human condition itself remains unaltered. “I wondered if I could write the true life of a time,” she says, explaining that she began her research by zeroing in on one very hot summer when temperatures reached 100 degrees Fahrenheit.

“The title ‘The Perfect Summer’ is ironic,” says Juliet, explaining that in her research she found that the “rich people were bored, and poor people were no longer willing to tolerate the situation they found themselves in.” Trolling through the newspaper archives, she read every single newspaper she could find in sequence from the beginning to the end of the summer, including all advertisements and notices, death and birth announcements, reviews, and news stories. She also tracked down the odd survivor. Doris Titley, nee Scovell was 105 years old when she sat down for an interview with Juliet but she remembered her youth with incredible clarity. “My children tease me because I make friends with very old people,” says the author. “I love old people, the older the better.”

Juliet’s all encompassing approach ensures we hear not only about the reception the Russian Ballet received but of the extreme sacrifices that the suffragettes were moved to make. But the book’s true potency is in what lies at its furthest edge. (Her extensive knowledge of the period has led to her employment with the BBC as a consultant for Tom Stoppard’s adaptation of ‘Parade's End,’ Ford Madox Ford’s tetralogy.)

Since 1915, by government policy, the dead were abandoned in foreign fields, leaving their families no bodies to bury. Those who returned would have a depressing welcome.

Juliet charts society’s restlessness, post war, through the plunge in church attendance, the sudden popularity of jazz and the struggle for women's rights, pausing along the way to comment on the idolisation of Lawrence of Arabia, sexual promiscuity and increased recreational drug use. Despite the passing of the years, Juliet believes the stories in ‘The Great Silence’ have lost none of their potency. Certainly her description of the burial of the Unknown Soldier in Westminster Abbey in 1920, which closes the book, is incredibly moving. Even more so when you consider that many of the women who lost their husbands in World War I would lose their sons in World War II. It is in the build up to the latter that Juliet’s new book is set.

‘Abdication’ will mark her first foray into fiction but is based on the story of King Edward VIII decision to abandon his throne in favour of marriage to the woman he loved – an American divorcee named Wallace Simpson. The book is due for release next year. “It has become a book about secrets,” says Juliet. For her, this book in particular has a profound personal resonance. “It is also about the love and the love of children, parenthood and especially motherhood,” she says. “There is a lot of me in this book.”

Top to the page  |  E-mail  |  views[1]
SocialTwist Tell-a-Friend
Other Plus Articles
Herbal cures go high-tech
Do we do nothing because they are old?
Letters to the Editor
Unveiling the many wonders of a revered peak
The snap that stole a soul
An England that exists just outside living memory
Keells Hotels get an arty, edgy new look
The Italian job
Chaos at the Vicarage, worthy of a standing ovation
Tradition and style at PM’s son’s wedding
Ray: An extraordinary thinker and tinkerer
Combatting the invader
The only Indonesian Burghers in Sri Lanka
How do you solve a problem like mathematics
Early painting of our natural history
Centenary of a classical study
The nettle-grub and the ratemahatmaya
People and events


Reproduction of articles permitted when used without any alterations to contents and a link to the source page.
© Copyright 1996 - 2011 | Wijeya Newspapers Ltd.Colombo. Sri Lanka. All Rights Reserved | Site best viewed in IE ver 8.0 @ 1024 x 768 resolution