A gripping novel written in the nineteenth century

HERE IS A book I have greatly enjoyed reading. It is “The Bertrams” by Anthony Trollope (1815-1882). First published in 1859, this is a story that highlights some weaknesses of human behaviour, the consequences of ill-conceived decision making, and the risks taken when marrying for the wrong reason. The novel is set mainly in England, but significant parts of it take place in the Middle East, notably in Egypt and the Holy Land.

 

The main characters in the story are George Bertram, George’s miserly but extremely wealthy uncle, George’s cousin Arthur who attended Oxford with him, Henry Harcourt who is a little older than George, Caroline Waddington, and Adela Gauntlet. George falls in love with Caroline, and Arthur with Adela. Each man wins the heart of the lady with whom they have fallen in love. However, in both cases, there are impediments that prevent them from marrying. Eventually to George’s great dismay, Caroline marries his friend Harcourt, by now a successful lawyer and ambitious politician. But this is a marriage without love, for Harcourt has married Caroline in the hope that she will receive a huge inheritance from her grandfather, who is George Bertram’s uncle.

 

In addition to the principal characters, there are many minor characters, most of whom are important in the story. Trollope’s portrayal of these and the main protagonists is both perceptive and often rich in humour. Throughout the novel, he explores the strength and frailties of human behaviour. He also describes how nineteenth century English people behave while travelling abroad. Although my copy of the book has almost 580 pages, not including notes on the text and a long introductory essay by Geoffrey Harvey, the story never flagged. Even though I began to guess how the tale would end, it was fascinating to follow its often-surprising twists and turns on its way to the conclusion.

 

“The Bertrams” is not only a ‘page turner’, but an example of storytelling at its best.

A cafe of uncertainty

MANY READERS – ESPECIALLY those with some knowledge of physics – will have heard of the German Werner Heisenberg (1901-1976), who is well known for his famous Uncertainty Principle that relates to quantum physics. Because of my uncertainty about what exactly this principle expresses, I will let you look it up on Google or elsewhere.

One thing I was not uncertain about was seeing a café called Heisenberg in Chiswick’s Turnham Green area. As it was nearly 11 am, I was certain that I needed a cup of coffee, and what better place to have it than a place named after a person who ‘discovered’ uncertainty. The café is small but quirkily decorated and the coffee it served was very good. We drank from disposable cups, which bear the motto:

“Perfection cannot be measured as explained by the Heisenberg theory. However, this is the closest you’ll get to the perfect cup of coffee.”

Although I am uncertain whether the second part of this is true, I am certain that when I am next in the area, I will try another cup of Heisenberg’s coffee.

Self sacrifice

eraser

 

The eraser at the end of a pencil not only erases what has been written, but also itself.

In order to do its duty, the eraser gradually erases its own existence.

This is true self sacrifice!

 

 

NB for readers of English English rather than the American version, an ‘eraser’ is a ‘rubber’.