Product Description

In 1944, a German Jewish refugee is sent to Wales to interview Rudolf Hess; in Snowdonia, a seventeen-year-old girl, the daughter of a fiercely nationalistic shepherd, dreams of the bright lights of an English city; and in a nearby POW camp, a German soldier struggles to reconcile his surrender with his sense of honour. As their lives intersect, all three will come to question where they belong and where their loyalties lie.
Peter Ho Davies's thought-provoking and profoundly moving first novel traces a perilous wartime romance as it explores the bonds of love and duty that hold us to family, country, and ultimately our fellow man. Vividly rooted in history and landscape, THE WELSH GIRL reminds us anew of the pervasive presence of the past, and the startling intimacy of the foreign.

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Product Details

• Amazon Sales Rank: #28667 in Books
• Published on: 2007-12-27
• Original language: English
• Binding: Paperback
• 352 pages

Maggie O'Farrell, Observer Books of the Year
'A beautifully crafted, lyrical novel'

Review

'A beautifully crafted, lyrical novel'

(Maggie O'Farrell, Observer Books of the Year )

'Moving, memorable and beautifully written'

(Jessica Mann, Sunday Telegraph )

'Deeply felt and vividly imagined'

(Lionel Shriver, Daily Telegraph )

'Fresh and engaging...Some sentences and passages are crafted so beautifully and seemingly effortlessly that it provokes envy.'

(David Cornett, Sunday Express )

'Quietly powerful... a fine piece of work

(Stephen Knight, Times Literary Supplement )

'His prose and the evocation of time and place are almost always of the highest order...he approaches the Second World War with a fresh and contemporary style, a gift that he shares with Kazuo Ishiguro'

(Russell Celyn Jones, The Times )

'A scintillating instance of fictional imagination applied to history'

(Richard Eder, New York Times )

'Impressive...a compelling story in itself, but Davies’s special skill lies in integrating conflicts that drive the narrative at a more intense level'

(Richard Gwyn, Independent )

'deft and graceful' (Good Book Guide )

Sunday Telegraph
'A moving, memorable and beautifully written book about displacement and its opposite...a gripping human story'

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Customer Reviews

I tried to love it.....
I had very high hopes for this book, so I suppose I was destined for disappointment. As others have said, it plods at first and I had to persevere beyond the first third of the book. However, as the story of Esther and those around her developed, it became far more readable.

It is a beautifully written novel, by an author with obvious talent. However, in addition to the slow start, I felt that the Rotherham / Hess storyline wasn't threaded in well at all, and although an intrigueing subject, it was almost like reading a second book whose pages had become interspersed with the main storyline. I just don't see what it added.

It is worth a read as it's clear some love it. I just wished I had gone into blind, as it wasn't the groundbeaker I was expecting.

Davies The Booker
When Peter Ho Davies (the name is explained by his mixed Chinese and Welsh parentage) was named in Granta Magazine in 2003 as one of the best young British novelists, he had published only two collections of stories. It's just as well then, that now the novel finally has come along, it has all the qualities necessary, if there's any justice*, to make it a sure fire modern classic. And I'm not just saying that because I was seduced by the beautiful cover (although: of course).

It manages this through a very leisurely telling - the plot doesn't really get going until around page 200 - of a story with three complementary characters which allows for rich themes to texture the book, betraying its unaffected style. Those themes are primarily of honour ("Blokes! " says one character. "Sensitive about their bloody honour as any girl about her virtue!") and belonging ("...to escape all those debts and duties, the shackles of nationalism ... it seemed such pure freedom to be without a country").

And Ho Davies comes at them from every angle. The bulk of the book is set in a remote village in north Wales during the Second World War. Locals there, who need no encouragement to hate the English, are incensed that a camp for German Prisoners of War is opened in their midst. A young barmaid, Esther Evans, listens to them, and while "proud of her Welshness ... yearns to be British."

"This corner of north Wales feels such a long way from the centre of life, from London or Liverpool or, heavens, America. But nationalism, she senses, is a way of putting it back in the centre, of saying that what's here is important enough."

Meanwhile, one of the German prisoners, Karsten Simmering, is wracked with guilt - and despised by his comrades - for having surrendered his men on D-Day, trapped in a bunker when "the first bright spear of the flamethrower lanced through the firing slit, boiling across the ceiling." He wonders how to write to his mother, whether how much her relief that he is safe will be diminished by the knowledge of his `cowardice,' and he strikes up an uneasy friendship with an evacuee boy, Jim, who is staying in Esther Evans' home.

The final thread is Rotheram's, a German Jew who escaped before the war and now works for British Intelligence. He is sent to Wales to interrogate fleed Nazi Rudolf Hess, and has his own issues of belonging and identity ("I used to be a German but now I'm just a Jew"). Hess mocks the troubled English relationship with Wales:

"It seems a peculiarly apt place for my confinement. Isn't Wales where the ancient Britons retreated to? When the Romans came, I mean. Wasn't this their last redoubt? Aren't these" - he waved an arm around, but the country was deserted apart from sheep and cattle - "their descendants? Your Mr Churchill, I gather, had plans to pull back here if we had invaded." Hess smiled thinly. "We'd have made you all Welsh. Instead, it's me who's a little Welsh now."

And so the scene is set for an exploration of the tensions between nations and people - English and Welsh, British and German, Jews and Nazis - and between individuals and their own expectations of themselves. It's a measured and controlled performance - something akin to Ishiguro - and although the feelings and themes are placed lucidly and plainly on the page, Ho Davies' elegant, delicate style and truthful submission to the reality of his characters means the ideas are never overbearing. Even when the pace is slow, it's punctuated and lit up by superb set pieces - radio star Harry Hitch and his endless one-liners; Esther's experience under the tarpaulin in a drained pool; Rudolf Hess's encounter with a bull - and the writing is full of just-so phrases and whole pages of delight.

"A single gutted house still stands at the end of one flattened terrace like an exclamation mark, and suddenly she sees the streets as sentences in a vast book, sentences that have had their nouns and verbs scored through, rubbed out, until they no longer make any sense. All those buildings, she thinks, I'll never see. The boarding houses she'll never sleep in, the cinemas she'll never sit in, the cafes she'll never eat in. And not just here, but in London, in Paris. She had so much wanted to see the world, and now, before she's got any farther than Liverpool, she's beginning to see how much of it is already gone."

The Welsh Girl is a traditional, unshowy novel which builds through a series of epiphanies in its busy last hundred pages into a slow burn triumph.

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*there isn't

A well written novel - but lacks wow
The Welsh Girl is an odd compendium of different stories. Firstly, we have the intriguingly named Rotheram, a German émigré who is working for the British army in 1944, trying to work out whether Rudolph Hess is fit to be tried.

Then we have the story of Esther Williams, the Welsh Girl of the title, as she adapts to the arrival of evacuees and her own little bundle of joy, whilst she deals with the loss of her mother and various friends.

And then there is the story of Karsten, a German prisoner of war.

The three stories overlap only tangentially, due to collocation in a Welsh speaking village. They have common themes, though, in exploring concepts of loss, shame, guilt, nationalist patriotism, freedom and, perhaps, hope. The stories are competently told - although there does seem to be some needless fuzziness over whether and when Karsten learns Esther's name. They have some complexity but are told in perfectly lucid fashion. The language feels plain, but probably isn't.

The characterization is strong. The key characters have depths of feeling and insecurity that are graphically communicated. This depth of character extends even to careful, albeit brief, depiction of some of the bit part players: Jack the barman, Jim the evacuee; the Major; Hess and all. The imagery of the Welsh countryside is also strong, with the fields and the slate mine adding a contrast of textures.

In terms of style, there is a good balance between the serious themes and the humour provided by Harry and Mary, a couple of radio entertainers who are broadcasting from the relative safety of Wales. This is welcome relief in what might, otherwise, be a rather intense work. There are also some metaphors that would probably dazzle if one thought about them for long enough - the instinct of sheep to remain within their territory is perhaps laid on a bit too thick, but is effective nonetheless.

But the Achilles heel of the novel is that it feels a little too clinical. Like the stylized travel poster cover, the novel feels just a bit sterile. There isn't quite enough emotion to draw the reader into any of the characters and the direction of the story lines is rather predictable. The reader has a role of impartial observer rather than feeling involved in the process. The final epilogue is too long and would have detracted from any emotional crescendo at the end of the final chapter - had there really been a crescendo.

The Welsh Girl is a well written novel of substance, but it does seem to lack the wow factor that could have made it a great.