928 pages,
Abacus/Little, Brown UK, ISBN-13: 978-0349115306
Never Had It So Good:
A History of Britain from Suez to the Beatles by Dominic Sandbrook is, in a word, brilliant. So,
just what was it really like on that sceptred isle half a century ago? For
Yanks like me, Britain during this time comes down to The Beatles and tea; but
there was, or course, so much more to that earth of majesty between 1956 and
1963. The Suez War, smack-dab in the middle of the 50s, marked a significant
national milestone and one with which Sandbrook chooses to begin his
magisterial study of this other Eden. The title comes from Prime Minister Harold
Macmillan’s perhaps most famous phrase – “[l]et us be frank about it: most of
our people have never had it so good” – for which he and was widely accused of
taking a complacent attitude towards the consumer society, then roaring along.
In retrospect, his term as prime minister – from January 10th, 1957
to October 18th, 1963 – is seen by many as a benign era, comparable
with the Eisenhower years in the States which partially overlap this time, which
are remembered by Americans as a golden era before the Kennedy Assassination and
the upheavals of the 60’s.
The
eight years covered by Sandbrook were riotous and fluctuating, but for all that
the author has managed to hold onto a theme of sorts, that “[t]he yearning for
an alternative to the old-fashioned, complacent Conservatives who were thought
to be running the country into the ground”. The revolt of the early 60s against
the old Tory order was more social rather than political, with the mood being articulated
by TV shows like “Beyond the Fringe” and “That Was the Week That Was”, or the magazine
“Private Eye”. The mood wasn’t so much a desire to change the system –
certainly not to burn it all down – but rather to open it up to more people. As
a proper historian, Sandbrook avoids drawing modern parallels, but the reader
can’t avoid being struck by the cunning of history. With the Tories gone, the 60s
were meant to end elitism and bring a meritocracy; instead, they cleared the
road for a new elite which sustains itself in power by insisting it is against
the establishment and an education system which makes it all but impossible for
bright working-class children to get on (sounds familiar don’t it, Yanks?).
There
are hundreds of killer quotes and anecdotes in Never Had It So Good. Colin Wilson (whose demented claims to be the
“major literary genius of our century” were taken seriously by literary London
for a year or so – oh, never heard of him? Don’t fret about it, son), fell from
grace when the father of his girlfriend burst into his flat with a horsewhip
crying, “Aha, Wilson, the game is up! We know what’s in your filthy diary!” and
forced Wilson to hand his mucky and grandiose ramblings to the Daily Mail. When
Selwyn Lloyd was offered a post at the Foreign Office by Churchill, he replied:
“But, sir, there must be some mistake. Except in war, I have never visited any
foreign country. I do not like foreigners. I have never spoken in any
foreign-affairs debate in the House. I have never listened to one”, to which Churchill
replied, “Young man, these all seem to me to be positive advantages”. While
dense with detail and overloaded with oratory, Never Had It So Good is never, ever boring as it tells the tale of
Britain in this traumatic time of change and adaptation. Again, in a word,
brilliant.
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