Margot detests shopping malls. Any distraction is welcome, and the woman who has chained herself to the escalator, shouting about the perils of consumerism, is certainly that. She recognises Dot immediately – from their time campaigning for women’s rights, and further back still, to the heyday of the Sydney Push when Margot married Laurence.Dot is in despair at the abandonment of the sisterhood, at the idea of pole dancing as empowerment and the sight of five year-olds with false eyelashes and padded bras. She’s still a fierce campaigner, but these days she isn’t sure where to direct her rage.
It's all about motherhood and secrets, different styles of mothering, different needs of the children even when they are adults and the secrets that separate mother from child.
The second half was much better than the first. At times I considered giving up on this book, then it would get better for a bit. By the end I was glad I had stuck with it.
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