Letters from an Unknown Woman - Tapa dura

A comic sensibility closer to Alan Bennett or Tom Sharpe. Woodward's rueful amusement isn't frivolity, it's a world view.

Engrossing and witty...Woodward has a gift for describing unorthodox behavior...a deeply satisfying book more akin to a filling roast dinner than to some of the gelatinous concoctions currently on the market.

Sex, Comedy, and Life During Wartime ... A sharp corrective to the stately-homes lens through which Americans often view the historical Brits. Woodward s London, both during and after the war, is a gray, cloacal city full of terrible food (except for the succulent Dando) and cavernous public lavatories, a setting quite dreary and sick-making, yet pierced with brutal shafts of beauty, humor and heartbreak. --Jincy Willett

With her children evacuated and her husband at the front, Tory Pace is grudgingly sharing the family home with her irascible mother; working at the local gelatin factory to help the war effort and generally doing just about as well as could be expected in difficult times. Her quiet life is thrown into turmoil, however, when her prisoner-of-war husband, Donald, makes an outrageous demand for sexual gratification. He wants a dirty letter! Horrified, at first, that Donald is being turned into some sort of monster by the Nazis, Tory’s disgust gradually gives way to a sense of marital duty, and taking in the libraries, bookshops, public conveniences and barbers’ shops of South-East London, she begins a quest to master the language of carnal desire: a quest that takes a sudden and unexpected turn into far more dangerous territory. Beginning with an act of unintentional cannibalism, and flirting with a scheme to end world hunger by the use of protein pills, Letters from an Unknown Woman ranges widely across the Continent and yet always returns home: to family, to people, to relationships. Woodward offers a prescient examination of the ways in which we both nurture and consume each other in the face of adversity.