MAEVE BINCHY 1940 – 2012 was born in Dalkey, in County Dublin, in 1940, the eldest child of a father who was a lawyer and a mother who was a nurse. (“I had a very happy childhood, which is very unsuitable if you’re going to be an Irish writer,” she told a lecture audience in Dayton, Ohio, in 1999.) Her multi-million-copy-selling novels not only tell wonderful stories, they also show that whilst times change, people often remain the same: they fall in love, sometimes unsuitably; they have hopes and dreams; they have deep, long-standing friendships, and some that fall apart. From her earliest writing to her most recent, Maeve's work has included wonderfully nostalgic pieces and also sharp, often witty writing which is insightful and topical.
Which character do you feel most sympathy for?
Do you think that in the end, it was the right thing to do?
"Irene never told that story to anyone". If she did decide to tell the story to a close friend, what would she say? What do you think she might describe was going on in her mind at different moments?
Can any relationship survive based on a deception like this?
Does a relationship like a marriage demand complete honesty between partners, or do people accept lies and deceptions as necessities or at least an unavoidable part of human life?
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