The House of Charles Swinter

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“Let me tell you something important, Edward. It’s not as if life is a length of rope that starts off sturdy and gets worn to a thread as it goes on. No, it’s more like a building with rooms you have explored and rooms you haven’t. But no room is privileged. There’s no start point and no finish point. It’s just that you’ve got to do them in some order. And that’s what makes it look as if there’s a beginning and an end. But there isn’t.”



Charles Swinter is eighty and has his own personal understanding of the adage, You are only as old as you feel. When his estranged wife dies, he sets off on a misadventure that makes itself felt six thousand miles away, sparking a crisis even the dead can’t swerve to avoid.



Just about the least of anyone’s worries now is that his convictions are bulldozed. Murder, mental disturbances, reports of ghosts, a sham marriage, a wrongful imprisonment, lust, gallantry, vengeance, unremitting devotion, all put his idealism permanently into perspective.



And where there is love, a happy conclusion can never entirely be ruled out. The House of Charles Swinter is about human dignity, the relationship between the sexes, goodness and beauty, poverty and wealth, globalisation, tradition and modernity.



And one man and woman.