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32 pages 1 hour read

Graham Swift

Mothering Sunday

Fiction | Novel | Adult | Published in 2016

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Themes

Servants, Maids, and Masters

Mothering Sunday is a holiday all English servants traditionally had off. This seems like a generous tradition (and concession) by employers, and it suggests that the life of these workers, who otherwise lived with their employers, was not necessarily a terrible one. Yet as the novel explores, the tradition belies the fundamentally unjust and inhumane relationship between this servant class and the families who employ them. Most obviously, there is a huge disparity in wealth and income. Jane is initially shocked by the fact that each of the dead Niven boys had “a whole room, full of furniture, each” (104). Most servants, like her, own little more than the clothes on their backs or what they can pack into a small suitcase. As Jane also observes, “[B]eing a maid […] you lived in someone else’s house, you didn’t have a home of your own to go to” (103). Servants were not able to rent their own room or apartment, let alone buy a house, but had to live in a place that their employers directly owned and controlled. This meant they had little independence or privacy.

It also meant a lack of leisure. Always at the call of their employers, the novel’s servants are never really free from work. As Jane laments while fantasizing about a relaxing bath, “[M]aids never took long hot baths or were given unscheduled evenings off, especially when they had the day off anyway” (137). What’s more, the work these servants have to do is often demeaning and menial. At best it involves dusting or cooking. At worst it involves, like Ethel, cleaning up stained bed linen or, in Jane’s case, “undoing” (undressing) their employers. Jane’s inability to have a public relationship with Paul is merely the most explicit symbol of this class divide and the subordinate role that servants occupy.

However, it would be wrong to think that the novel’s “masters” are straightforwardly happy either. Especially in the context of the 1920s, when the recent war had shaken the old English bourgeois way of life, the property-owning classes are affected by a certain malaise. As Jane observes, in theory “those who served served, and those who were being served—lived” (99). However, as she goes on to say about the Nivens, “[I]t felt at the time entirely the other way around. It was the servants who lived, and they had a hard life of it, and the ones who were served seemed not to know exactly what to do with their lives” (99-100). The fact that they do not work means they lack purpose. They go through the rituals associated with their class—the pre-celebration “celebration” of a marriage, the portraits on the wall, etc.—but they are haunted by a sense of their station’s emptiness and by a related sense that their way of life, and their authority over the servants on which it is based, is becoming an anachronism. The fact that Paul’s death renders the novel’s major upper-middle class families without heirs brings this point home, particularly in the context of a work interested in the relationship between sex and creation (of children or otherwise).

A Fascination with Language

Jane says in an interview that she was born “with an intimate concern for how words attach to things” (98). This is due to the ambiguous and fabricated nature of her own name, and her interest in words and expressions surfaces throughout Mothering Sunday. Lying in bed after sex, watching Paul walk around naked, she thinks about the expression “feast your eyes” (4), relating it to the way she can “absorb” Paul’s nakedness as he absorbs and takes pleasure in hers. She also considers “seed” as a synonym for semen, noting, “[T]hat was another strange word, or it was a strange way of using it, since it didn’t look like anything resembling seed—the pips in an apple, the tiny black things that might dust a loaf” (66). What fascinates Jane is the non-literal use of language. She is excited by the way imaginative and novel uses of words and phrases can elevate and create situations. As she says, reflecting on this point as a writer, “[W]ords were like an invisible skin, enwrapping the world and giving it a reality […] words might bless everything” (108).

Yet Jane also finds that words can distort or profane experience. After intimate sex with Paul, Jane reflects on how in those sacred moments, “only her body might speak” (56), and she explains how “she did not want to falsify—or nullify— anything by the folly of putting it into words” (56). While language can be a source of beauty and excitement, even helping create these moments, it seems to founder when confronted with the task of articulating them. As when Mr. Niven cries over the lost generation of boys, there is a more primal non-linguistic form of expression.

Thankfully, Jane can overcome what she calls this “abiding occupational conundrum” (56). In All in the Mind, which she publishes after Donald’s death, she manages to find a way of “writing about all that stuff” (116)—that is, about sex and love and loss. She does so by learning to use words and expressions in her own unique way: “[F]inding a language, finding the language—that was what, she would come to understand, writing really was” (146). This is to realize that she can be true to the depth of her own experience only by writing about it in a way that transcends the ordinary usage of words. This necessitates appreciating the figurative potential of language and escaping from familiar and ossifying forms of expression. It also means a deeper awareness of the negative capability of language and the importance of silence and absence within it. It means coming to terms with the fact that, as Jane says, “many things in life […] so many more than we think—can never be explained at all” (149).

Loss and Memory

Mothering Sunday 1924 is like no other day for Jane: “[I]t was true of all days, it was the trite truth of any day, but it was truer today than on any day: there never was a day like this, nor ever would or could be again” (36). This is not just because it is the last time she sees Paul, nor is it just because of the terrible tragedy and shock of his death. Rather, it is about the magic of a day when class barriers vanish and she becomes Paul’s equal lover and partner. It is about the intensity of lovemaking that represents the climax of Paul and Jane’s commitment to the “bodily, physical and here-and-now” (80). In this sense, the day symbolizes the rejection of a world that is beholden to tradition and the accumulated ideas and conventions of the past.

Yet ironically it is the very uniqueness and spontaneity of the day that creates a desire to preserve it. As Jane wonders, “[G]iven that she would never be here again […] could she ‘catalogue’ this place? Or at least take in and preserve in some way its sudden, crowding presence for her, its multiplicity of contents” (70). She attempts this when exploring Paul’s house, “star[ing] repeatedly at all the pictures at Beechwood, so that she would remember them always, even when she was ninety, like some thumbed catalogue in her head” (69). She even obsesses about Paul’s relationship to the day. She asks, “[H]ow long before, for him, the catalogue of all his moments with her […] Before even this day would fade” (70). This seems like a betrayal. Rather than accepting the beautiful transience of the day and looking to new future experiences, Jane seeks to reify and “catalogue” it and even wishes Paul to do the same. She wants Paul, like her, to live his future still in some ways bound by that past day with her.

In this sense, Jane’s efforts do not appear radically different from those of the Nivens. They keep their dead sons’ rooms exactly as they left them, which Jane likens to preserving the sons themselves: “[T]hey, the brothers, were on the dressing table now, in silver frames” (46). This image symbolizes a world unable to escape its past or see the way to a new life beyond it. The novel’s depiction of the Nivens suggests that the memory of the past haunts and enfeebles the present, while Jane’s writing at least offers a more productive way of dealing with past tragedy; the latter has the potential to explore the past without permanently being entangled in it. Yet, tellingly, the story of Mothering Sunday is the one thing that Jane does not write about. It is unclear whether this is because it is too personal or because she is afraid to truly exorcise its memory.

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