Montag, 11. Dezember 2017


Ein britischer Roman über die DDR - die (teilweise autobiographische) Geschichte einer Mutter und ihrer Tochter die in den 1980er Jahren, die als letzte noch die Fahnenstange des Sozialismus hochhalten. Aber auch hier findet sich eine kleine Ecke Indien:

"Her eyes cruised the food on the table, then up to the clocks. 'Could murder a curry. Am I too late for the Light Dragoons?'
It was gone midnight and they only ever stayed open late for an X-certficate at the Palace or the Northern Soul crowd at Susanna's. But my mum gave them a ring anyway, just in case. She knew their number off by heart, and they knew her order. All she had to do was say the name. The takeaway was only round the corner, but we always headed out as soon as we'd phoned. While we waited, my mum could chat about British colonialism and say sorry for all the things we'd done.
Sorry for the Bengal famine. Sorry for the Amritsar Massacre.
'That's all right, Mrs Mitchell. Don't let it worry you.' The white carrier bag swung across the counter. 'Chicken korma, almb biryani. Please enjoy your meal. It's not your fault.
My mum did the same in the Mayflower Chinese - chit-chatted to the lady at the counter, who re-tied her ponytial and bounced the end of her biro as my mum apologised for the Opium Wars and stealing Hong Kong.
But the Light Dragoons were shut."

McMillan, Jo: "Motherland", London 2016, S.90f. 

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