1970s rural New Zealand is the setting for The Party Line; the title refers to the
days (which I can remember!) of small rural communities making every phone call
through an operator and a shared party telephone line. This meant that potentially people could and
sometimes did listen in on private conversations, resulting in everybody
knowing everybody else’s business, especially in the fictional dairy farming
district of Fenward, in the Thames Valley.
The novel begins with fifty-four year old Nicola Walker
driving home for the funeral of her family’s old sharemilker, all the while remembering
her upbringing and difficult relationship with her now dead mother. Each chapter comes from a different
perspective: present day or pre-teen Nickie, her mother Joy, and new
sharemilker Ian Baxter.
In 1972, grief stricken Ian Baxter has recently lost his beloved
wife to cancer. He has a precocious thirteen year old daughter (Gabrielle) to
support, so bluffs his way into a sharemilking job with Jack Gilbert: a dour
man who hates farming. While her father
struggles to cope with overwhelming grief, a new job and a difficult boss,
Gabrielle is left to her own devices. She comforts herself by dressing up in
her mother’s old clothes, and by trying to shake up life in the conservative Thames
Valley, with her new friend Nickie. When
the two girls witness a disturbing domestic attack they turn to the adults for
support. They receive none, and are
shocked by the double standards of adults and their unwillingness to face the
truth.
Nickie’s mother Joy takes pride in her standing in the
community; being part of the welcoming committee for new sharemilkers,
preserving her family’s reputation and being part of the politics and pettiness of her local Country
Women’s Institute. She struggles to cope with her changing daughter and the
unpleasant truths she reveals.
I loved The Party Line;
it vividly tells a story of rural New Zealand’s recent past: the social order, great
characters, community spirit, and morally dubious adult complicity.
Posted by Katrina
Catalogue link: The Party Line
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