- The Friendly Ones by Philip Hensher.
I've always enjoyed PH's writing and I loved this book. It tells the story of two families living next door to one another in Sheffield. One family are English and the other of Bangladeshi origin having moved to England following the war of independence in 1971.
The story ranges backwards and forwards through time; we hear about what happened before Sharif and Nazia left Bangladesh, the divisions in the family during the conflict, their experience as immigrants trying to make a new life in the UK, and the varying reactions of their British neighbours .. some are "friendly ones" and others not.
The Bangladeshi relatives in my extended family, who also moved to the UK after the war, have never spoken about what happened in the country fifty years ago and to my shame I hadn't realised the scale of the genocide before reading this book, or that "the friendly ones" were how the collaborators described themselves during the conflict. As so often in war, families were split and unforgivable betrayals occurred, which stay in the background of people's lives for ever.
Next door, the English family consists of a fairly challenging retired GP, his very ill wife, and his four adult children plus various grandchildren. All very different, and the relationships, alliances and tensions between the siblings are well portrayed. Hensher writes very well about the powerlessness of children to influence the decisions adults take about their lives, and we see in Leo how a moment of teenage crassness can have a lasting negative effect on his future. The way in which children can reflect on and judge their parents' relationship once adults themselves was convincing. Hensher also sets the characters' individual stories against the background of current events, but this is done with a light hand.
The Independent describes the book as "reminiscent of an engrossing Victorian classic" and it reminds me particularly of Arnold Bennett and The Old Wives Tale. It's absorbing and subtle and intelligent. As in The Northern Clemency, Hensher writes about ordinary people extremely well.