Haven’t read this for many years, and not sure I will read it again. Prolix and verbose, I struggled to get anything out of it. Paul Morel is obsessed with his mother and she with him. The book basically chronicles his inability to relate at all to women of his own age and by the time she dies near the end, he has completely sabotaged his relationships with Miriam and Clara. At times it reminded me of 'The Mill on the Floss' in its depiction of a close and fairly working class family, and Lawrence may have been one of the first to cover this in something close to dialect, but there was little else to appeal to me.
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