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Saturday
by Ian McEwan
A man awakens early on a pre-dawn Saturday morning and witnesses a plane on fire on its approach to Heathrow. It is February 2003 … the emotions of 9-11 are still raw, even in London. The talk is of war with Iraq; Blair supports Bush’s intent to dethrone Saddam.
A few hours later, on his way to his weekly squash game, he gets into a minor traffic accident. His like-new Mercedes has a faint scratch, the other driver’s red BMW is missing a side mirror and has also scraped several parked cars.
This sets in motion a chain of events that will culminate in a suprising decision.
This is a beautifully written book. There’s a “normalcy” of everyday life about it, and a sense of fate and impending disaster. There are surprises – of the kind that we stumble upon daily. And there is the constant re-examining of our intent, and looking back to what-ifs.
A few hours later, on his way to his weekly squash game, he gets into a minor traffic accident. His like-new Mercedes has a faint scratch, the other driver’s red BMW is missing a side mirror and has also scraped several parked cars.
This sets in motion a chain of events that will culminate in a suprising decision.
This is a beautifully written book. There’s a “normalcy” of everyday life about it, and a sense of fate and impending disaster. There are surprises – of the kind that we stumble upon daily. And there is the constant re-examining of our intent, and looking back to what-ifs.