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359 pages, Hardcover
First published January 1, 2010
"Oh, she worries about everyone so much, you know," said the Vicar. "She has such a big heart." The Major looked at him, astonished. Such touching delusion must underlie many otherwise inexplicable marriages, he thought, and liked Christopher( the Vicar) all the better for loving his wife.To top it all off, Major Pettigrew's son, Roger, drops a bombshell with introducing his new girlfriend, an American-- oh dear yes-- to the poor man. A loud-mouth American developer, Ferguson, moves in for a property development kill; Jamina's newphew, the scowling, frowning, strict Muslim follower, Abdul Wahid, moves into her home and shop; an annual costume ball, themed in honor of the Major's deceased father who fought in India, is organized in the golf club with its own microcosmos of rules and regulations; and it is evident that something's gotta give!
"Hurro," came the voice again. "Who, who the ... what day is it?"Needless to say, this was a delightful, entertaining, wonderful read.
"It's the fourteenth of January," said the Major. "I think you've overslept."
"What the ..."
"It's Christmas Day and it's already past eight thirty," said the Major. "You must get up and put on the turkey, Roger."
"I think it's in the garden," said Roger. The major heard a faint retching and held the phone away from his ear in disgust.
"I think I threw the turkey out the window,"said Roger. "Or maybe I threw it throught the window. There's a big draft in here."
"So go and fecth it," said the Major.
The world is full of small ignorances. We must all do our best to ignore them and thereby keep them small..
The human race is all the same when it comes to romantic relations,' said the Major. 'A startling absence of impulse control combined with complete myopia