Whenever I re-read Cakes and Ale by W. Somerset Maugham, I want to go cycling with Rosie down English country lanes and share a fish supper with her and Ted. Will you fall under Rosie’s spell too?
There are not many novels that can be described as having charm, but this is one of them. I love Cakes and Ale! I so enjoy its devastating critique of the literary world, I warm to its heroine, I laugh over its comic passages and I enjoy picturing the Kentish countryside and the world of literary London as I read. Maugham is not as popular now as he once was, but his pen could be acidic, his wit penetrating, and he could capture a character in a few well-chosen words. Can’t you just feel provincial snobbery being skewered in this example: “Lady Hodmarsh and the duchess immediately assumed the cringing affability that persons of rank assume with their inferiors in order to show them that they are not in the least conscious of any difference in station between them.”?
It was Maugham’s own favourite amongst his works, the one by which he most wished to be remembered. Cakes and Ale is a delightful satire of London literary society between the wars and the story of a writer who gets all his inspiration from his first wife, to the horror of his second. It is also a portrait of novelist Hugh Walpole (as the character Alroy Kear), in what one critic called “one of the most memorable literary dissections since Dickens’ treatment of Leigh Hunt as Mr Skimpole in Bleak House”. Walpole’s reputation never quite recovered, but the critics all loved Cakes and Ale.
“Enjoy yourself while you have the chance, I say; we shall all be dead in a hundred years and what will anything matter then?”
― Cakes and Ale, W. Somerset Maugham
When Maugham wrote this novel, he was under contract to an American publisher to produce a short story a month and he wondered if the idea in his head about a famous writer in Whitstable might do for a story. But he came to see that there was too much of his idea, and he wanted to do full justice to the character of the famous author’s wife, who was to be based on his old love Sue Jones. There was far too much of voluptuous Sue to be limited to a few thousand words.
I encountered this novel, the first of Maugham’s I’d ever read, as a result of the 1974 TV version. I was so enchanted that I just had to read the book – I was not disappointed. I hope that you enjoy going cycling with Ted, Rosie and Willie down Kentish lanes, lunching in a London club with Willie and Alroy, and that you relish the satire and comedy of this gorgeous novel.
FAST PURCHASE NOW
FAST ORDER HERE
Add to your cart to receive the full-length Literary Reader’s Guide by immediate download.
Tell me what you think. Leave a comment.