Didn't Ian McEwan write a novel about this?I think his dad was probably every schoolboy’s nightmare, head of Rugby school and quite the Eminent Victorian.
The poem was supposedly written on his honeymoon - I can imagine his wife lying in bed waiting to be deflowered while Arnold is staring out to sea muttering something about the armies of the night. Welcome to married life!
Unless this is a joke that I don't get, the book is called Chesil Beach.... I haven't read it but I remember everything about it.Didn't Ian McEwan write a novel about this?
It was called Dover Beach and it was all about impotence.
I read it but I can't remember anything about it.
and that trickles down. now everyone has to start the day with a broccoli and kale smoothie. everyone has to search for each tiny micro advantage over the competition.