Summary In this sequel to Don't Let's Go to the Dogs Tonight, the author returns to Africa and the story of her unforgettable family. I really loved this book. And she holds court there during the cocktail hour. And it is true that Mum seriously considered that level of deep, irretrievable insanity an option. Fuller manages the difficult feat of writing about her mother and father with love and understanding, while at the same time conveying the terrible human costs of the colonialism they supported. That is, before the civil wars of the 60's and early 70's turned the countries over to native Africans.
They began to feel overused. Selected by The New York Times Book Review as a Notable Book of the Year In Cocktail Hour Under the Tree of Forgetfulness Alexandra Fuller returns to Africa and to her unforgettable family, whom readers first met in Don't Let's Go to the Dogs Tonight. Alexandra Fuller writes poignantly about a girl becoming a woman and a writer against a backdrop of unrest, not just in her country but in her home. In wry and sometimes hilarious prose, she stares down disaster and looks back with rage and love at the life of an extraordinary family in an extraordinary time. In this sequel to Don't Let's Go to the Dogs Tonight, Alexandra Fuller returns to Africa and the story of her unforgettable family. With a lifetime of admiration behind her and after years of interviews and research, Fuller has recaptured her mother's inimitable voice with remarkable precision. Nicola and Alexandra have come to value one another and have a loving, respectful relationship.
This follow up shows that both women, with time and space between, are able to forgive one another. Who knew what happened to the Caucasian Africans once independence and majority rule took over. Het is een boek wat verhaalt over kolonisten in Afrika. This book is a memoir of all the good and bad and how to survive in the African wilderness. Alexandra Fuller is also the author of the forthcoming novel, Quiet Until the Thaw. We are dedicated to providing our customers with the widest selection of scholarly, literary and quality art books.
Mr and Mrs Fuller are pretty poor although well bred and are wedded to the soil and to planting and reaping. For me, Alexandra Fuller is one of those rare writers. I normally don't read other people's reviews before I do my own, because I don't want to be influenced. I was drawn to read it due to my affection for Africa. Nicole's family came to Africa from Scotland. She is a super woman! The book reads more as a love letter from Bo to her mother. The reason why I really love these books, and I love both of them, is that the writer talks abo Years ago I read by Alexandra Fuller.
Because I did love this book. She's no colonial apologist or 'when we' romanticizing the era of British control in Africa. Her parents were eccentric to say the least but also brave and survivors. Alexandra Fuller succeeds in transporting us into snapshots of her life. The reader is rewarded with an intimate family story played out against an extraordinary landscape, told with remarkable grace and style.
The author interviewed her mother at length and has captured her inimitable voice with remarkable precision. In Cocktail Hour Under the Tree of Forgetfulness Alexandra Fuller braids a multi-layered narrative around the Happy Valley-era Africa of her mother's childhood; the grimness of her father's English childhood; and the darker, civil war-torn Africa of her own childhood. A horse vet named Charlie organized hunts bringing together large groups of co I love the title, but if I had a Tree of Forgetfulness, why then would I need a Cocktail Hour? She lived in Africa until her mid-twenties. I squealed at the sight of the orange Le Creuset pots on a window sill. The title and cover photo immediately hooked me. A gem of a book, containing much of the recent history of the central African continent, written with lyrical prose.
But in short order, an accumulation of mishaps and tragedies bump up against history until the Fullers find themselves in a world they hardly recognize. The result is an entirely Awesome Book. You have to read the books, both books in fact, to understand. I have been very foolish in not picking up this book sooner. She plumbs her family story with humor, memory, old photographs and a no-nonsense attitude toward family foibles, follies and tragedy.
She gave herself amnesty and her soul had a home again. We see Nicola and Tim Fuller in their lavender-colored honeymoon period, when east Africa lies before them with all the promise of its liquid equatorial light, even as the British empire in which they both believe wanes. Years ago I read by Alexandra Fuller. She doesn't hide her mom's flaws and yet the love and respect for her mom's strength and brazenness shines through. Let's hope she hasn't run out. Just reading the first page I was struck by and immediately drunk on how much I love Alexandra Fuller's writing. New, mint first edition, first printing, in new, mylar-protected dust jacket.