The Shell Seekers by Rosamunde Pilcher

The main character is Penelope Keeling, daughter of an artist and his younger French wife, who was like a sister to her. The family lived a Bohemian lifestyle, between London, Paris, and Cornwall. In contemporary times, Penelope at age 64 has suffered a heart attack, and her story is told in flashback fashion, through the eyes of her children and other characters. Although we can have some sympathy with her children, it is Penelope who wins our hearts and we long for her to achieve the happiness she deserves.

Penelope's oldest child, Nancy was born pretty but "let herself go" after marriage. Somehow, for Nancy, "the most straightforward or innocent occupation was doomed to become, inevitably, fraught with tedious complication." Part of this is her own fault, but part of it (which I totally sympathize with!), is due to the fact that she is wife, mother to two school age children, and owner of several dogs and horses, and she finds herself responsible for organizing the activities of her household. Basically, though, she's become an unattractive person with a boring husband and disagreeable kids.

Olivia is the younger daughter, quite different from Nancy. She is a career woman, defiantly single even though she meets Cosmo, the love of her life, while visiting Ibiza. She spends a glorious year with him before returning to London and her "real life." Olivia is the daughter Penelope trusts the most. And it is Antonia, Cosmo's daughter, together with the gardener (he's the one from Scotland!) who become the greatest support for Penelope after her heart attack.

Penelope's son Noel takes after his father, the man Penelope married following a wartime romance, and regretted immediately. Handsome and selfish, Noel has little time for Penelope's needs and we delight when his devious efforts fail.

Penelope's description of her daughter Nancy after they have an argument is classic:

"I imagined her storming back to George in floods of unbecoming tears, unleashing onto him all the iniquities of her feckless mother. And George, taking refuge The Times, saying nothing. He's always been the most uncommunicative of men. Why Nancy chose to marry him in the first place is beyond all comprehension. No wonder their children are so miserably unattractive."

Nancy has few redeeming features, but the line where she buys a magazine at the train station only to find it's last month's makes me feel for her - a person who didn't often do something just for herself:

"Besides, it didn't really matter being out of date; glossy and shiny, it would still be a marvelous treat."

I love the way Rosamunde Pilcher brings together elements of a rather old-fashioned British lifestyle with the modern. There is Nancy's "huge Aga, which never went out" and this description of Penelope's activities after she sends Antonia upstairs to soak in a bath:

"Penelope slowly cleared the table, stacked the dishwasher, put out the milk bottles, laid the breakfast."

There's something lovely about people still putting out the milk bottles for a milkman to give them fresh milk in the morning - reminds me of my days in Scotland!

Rosamunde Pilcher also does an excellent job of weaving the effects of war into the quiet lives of her characters. One example is the case of unmarried Aunt Ethel.

"Lawrence Stern's only and very much younger sister, she had decided, at the end of the first world war, that at thirty-three, and with the flower of British manhood cruelly depleted by the slaughter of the French battlefields, she had little option but to accept inevitable spinsterhood."

And it is this same Aunt Ethel who provides quite a bit of color to the story:

"And going to her house was the greatest of treats, simply because you could never be sure what was going to happen next. Once, as they sat down to the lopsided cake she had baked for their tea, the bedroom ceiling had collapsed. Another time, they had lit a bonfire at the end of her tiny garden, and the fence caught fire and the fire brigade, bells clanging, had to be summoned."

It is clear from the outset that this story is about family, and the importance of family relationships. But pitted against this cornerstone of the main character's world is the fact that her children are materialistic and selfish. Should Penelope unconditionally support her children, her blood lineage, despite their failings, or should she honor her father and his legacy, expressed in his paintings and the art gallery he founded?

And to compound this dilemma, is family defined only by blood lineage or by true love?

Rosamunde Pilcher does an excellent job of developing the dilemma faced by her character, and I find her resolution to be entirely satisfactory.