![]() “I considered myself to be happily married,” says Fraser in an early journal entry, admiring her first husband, the father of her six children for his decency and detachment. She is Irish Catholic and publicly proper. He is very much left wing while she is married for eighteen years to a Conservative Member of Parliament. He is from Britain’s lower middle class while she is the daughter of a British peer. This is an insightful story of two professional writers, both fully fledged members of London literati meeting in mid-life and mid-career, engaged professionally and personally as privileged molders of public opinion.īut it is also a very private story of two richly endowed people made even more interesting by their differences. ![]() Somewhat surprisingly, we get to know him as a man of humour, vulnerability, self-irony and romance. ![]() However, another, much fuller personality emerges from Antonia Fraser’s clear-eyed, effervescent memoir (done in diary form) of her life with Pinter. The name Harold Pinter, renowned British playwright, conjures up notions of austerity and menace that emanate from a general impression that his work typically lurches along precipitous Beckettian pauses over which characters teeter as on the edge of complete annihilation. ![]()
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