History & The Arts
The First World War: trauma and memory
...artificial sense of lightness unaccompanied by real conviction, to think that there was perhaps, after all, no news to come. I had just announced to my father, as we sat over tea in the dining room, that I must really do up Edward’s papers and take them to the post office before it closed for the weekend, when there came the sudden loud clattering at the front-door...