British and German forces fought to preserve their colonial rights in Africa during the First World War and in many ways it was a completely different war from the one raging in Europe. As William Boyd shows in this brilliantly insightful book, there was a large measure of farce, as well as privation for the troops (many of which were Indian or African) and errors of leadership from the buffoons at the top. The British won the war by virtue of troop deployment and dogged determination, but there is a little glory that can be attached to the confusions and desperations involved.
What becomes clear in this book is the way the different ranks were treated, with officers under capture on both sides being billeted in bungalows or houses with their servants and the lower ranks herded into stockades like so many captured cattle. It is mainly the upper ranks we follow as we are introduced to rival plantations in East Africa, one owned by a German and another by an American, both replete with wives of varying indifference, composure and appetites.
The scene then shifts to England, to the life and times of a well-born family consisting of Gabriel and Felix and assorted sisters and their husbands. The family has army connections, exemplified by their father, an irascible and unbalanced old cove. Gabriel marries Charis, a young and naïve woman with no great connections and off they go on their honeymoon in France. Then war interrupts their awkward induction into intimacy and Gabriel is posted to Africa. Felix, who is a pacifist, much derided by his father, at first goes off to Oxford to get a degree. When he is shamed into trying to enlist his weak eyes prevent it, though later in the war this is brushed aside and he is given a commission with an African regiment.
Gabriel's time in Africa takes up much of the central portion of the book, and the connections between the characters introduced earlier become more contingent to the plot. Felix begins an affair with Charis, but a tragedy occurs and he sets out to find his brother. There are many nuances to which a straight recounting of the plot does not do justice.
This is a cleverly layered and complex story of people at war and the horrors they are forced to endure. There is much bleak humour, including an intelligence officer whose doomed expeditions always manage to kill one or other of his companions. William Boyd is superb at creating characters and settings that live on the page. His feeling for place is faultless and his humane but unflinching sensibilities infuse every moment with reality.