There’s certainly a sense of time in this book that helps bring it to some degree alive. There is a nice juxtaposition between the two narration voices that gives us events from both perspectives, but admittedly Marion’s narration seems better written than Patrick’s, possibly because we have an author trying to write like a man. We’ve never read anything by Tom that gives him a certain enigmatic feel. The story is told from two perspectives, that of Marion, who is married to Tom, the title’s police officer, and Patrick, the curator of the Brighton Museum and Art Gallery. So this is Brighton in the 1950’s and Peacehaven in the 1990’s. The inspiration for this story obviously came from E M Forster and his relationship with a married police officer and his wife, but that’s where the similarities end. This is certainly a good read, but by no means a great one. My Policeman is a deeply honest story about love’s fierce resistance and the devastation of a repressive society. Forster had with a police officer, Bob Buckingham, and his wife. In this haunting portrait of mid-century England, Bethan Roberts reimagines the real-life relationship that writer E. The two lovers must share it until one of them breaks and three lives are destroyed. Tom is his cop and nowadays it’s safer for him to marry Marion and secretly meet Patrick. Patrick is in love, opening Tom’s eyes to a glamorous and sophisticated new world of art, travel and beauty. A few years later Patrick meets Tom near the Brighton Museum. He teaches her to swim, gently guides her through the water in the shadow of the city’s famous pier, and Marion falls in love, determined that her love alone will be enough for both of them. In Brighton in the 1950s, Marion sees Tom for the first time.
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