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Mr. Lynch's Holiday: A Novel
Mr. Lynch's Holiday: A Novel
Mr. Lynch's Holiday: A Novel
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Mr. Lynch's Holiday: A Novel

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A sophisticated and touching novel of a father and son reconnecting in a foreign place, from the award-winning and bestselling author of What Was Lost

Retired bus driver and recent widower Dermot Lynch grabs his bags from the bus's dusty undercarriage and begins to climb the hill to his son's house. It is Dermot's first time in Spain and the first time he's been out of Birmingham in many years. When he finally arrives at the gates of the crumbling development, Dermot learns that Eamonn, only one of a handful of settlers in the half-finished ghost town of Lomaverde, has fallen prey to an alluring vision and is upside down in a dream that is slipping away.

But Dermot finds something beautiful and nostalgic in Lomaverde's decline—something that is reminiscent of his childhood in Ireland. Soon he is the center of attention in the tiny group of expats where paranoid speculation, goat hunting, and drinking are just some of the ways to pass the days. As the happenings in Lomaverde take a strange turn, father and son slowly begin to peel back their pasts, and they uncover a shocking secret at the heart of this ad hoc community.
With the depth, grace, and wry authenticity that have characterized Catherine O'Flynn's previous work, Mr. Lynch's Holiday gives us a story that again shimmers with "the power of good old realism" (Jane Smiley, The LA Times) about love, connection, and a father and son finding each other exactly when they need it most.

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Release dateOct 8, 2013
ISBN9781429947305
Mr. Lynch's Holiday: A Novel
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Catherine O'Flynn

Catherine O'Flynn was born in Birmingham in 1970, where she grew up in and around her parents' sweet shop as the youngest child of a large family. She has been a teacher, web editor, mystery customer and postwoman. What Was Lost won the Costa First Novel Award 2007 and was shortlisted for the Guardian First Book Award and longlisted for the Orange and Man Booker prizes. She is the author of two further novels - The News From Where You Are and Mr Lynch's Holiday.

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  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    An eloquent and moving tale of a father and son rediscovering each other, juxtaposed with a black comedy about the lives of expats in a semi-abandoned half-built Spanish resort, and stories of various forms of emigrant experience. I enjoyed this a lot - full of surprising observations, well observed characters and amusing details.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
    5/5
    interesting portrait of spain. is eamonn autistic?
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
    5/5
    (if you don't want to learn the ending, simply skip to last line.)Most endearing father and son: Recent widower, former bus driver Dermot comes from Birmingham England to visit Eamonn and wife Laura where they have moved, as both have jobs they can do on computers, to small town Lomaverde on Spanish coast, buying into a modern complex that's gone broke, only 5 apts occupied. (plus one secretly occupied by illegal farm workers, which offers a mysterious point of interest for all.) Dermot is not met at airport and makes his way by buses to this most remote village, ending up walking miles across country. He's always loved to walk; takes shortcuts to house. Eamonn has slept late, played card game on computer instead of correcting tests, hardly eaten. He sees he has mail now, which is hardly ever delivered in this remote uneventful outpost. Letter from his father saying he will be arriving etc TODAY. E runs to his car but battery dead; looks off in distance to see his father come striding over the hill. Dermot appalled at state of E's kitchen: a mess, and no food 'cept few cans. In time, is told Laura has left, "to think." E obviously depressed, mopes in room claiming to be working, supposedly on a novel along with teaching English online. 53 tests have piled up for him to correct. Often puts off any effort, except for continuous letters to Laura, no answers. E & D walk together, run into neighbors E has tired of and reluctantly accepts overjoyous ovations to the visitor--someone new to make things interesting for the forlorn residents. Parties, barbecues in D's honor. Inga, who lives alone, paints, seems content. D gravitates to her, often visits to watch her paint, have meaningful conversations other than the usual party small talk. D doesn't drink; E drinks too much, makes fool of himself at party, after which locks himself in room for days and days. His last night there, D stays late talking at Inga's and, learning she knows how to change tickets on computer, changes his ticket name to Eamonn's. Actually, D likes it there, happy to stay. In morning Eamonn finally taking more positively about future. D says he should go speak to L in person, sends him off in place of him. Final scene, Laura and E are together. She had gone off because of pregnancy and now they have a baby girl and have come back to Lowaverde. Not clear if D will keep staying there but at least now all happily together.A melancholy story but i loved it.
  • Rating: 3 out of 5 stars
    3/5
    This is a quiet Brit book - Irish/Brits in exile, that is. Eamonn and his wife Laura are off to Spain and end up in a bankrupt housing development in paradise. Eamonn's father Dermot, an Irish transplant to Birmingham, arrives unannounced for a visit and, being a man who can repair anything, gets down to work. Both have demons - Dermot's are a lot more conquerable- but there is a satisfactory resolution in the offing, although not all mysteries are revealed. Reminded me of The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry by Rachel Joyce. A comforting book on for a rainy day -like a cup of tea and a simmering blaze in the fireplace.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
    5/5
    This is a gem of a story. Catherine O'Flynn is very economical in her writing while building up the story and characterisation. The father-son relationship at the heart of this novel is heartening and moving and she really captures the desperation of living in a half finished town in the middle of no where. Highly recommended.
  • Rating: 3 out of 5 stars
    3/5
    Dermot, the retired and recently widowed bus driver from Birmingham, takes two weeks holiday to visit the son he's never been close to, Eamon, at his home by the sea in Spain. Eamon doesn't realize his father's even coming to visit because his despondency since his wife suddenly left him has him ignoring all the realities of life -- including the mail. The complex where Eamon and Laura purchased their dream escape from home was never completed, is seriously under occupied, poorly built and has been abandoned by its now bankrupt builder. Fortunately Dermot is a bit of a handyman and more sociable than his son and it is through Dermot that we meet the handful of other ex-pats who are also stuck in their units that no one will ever want to buy and that will likely never be finished.I really enjoyed this story of a man and his adult son connecting for the first time in their lives. Dermot is a great character; his son less so but all too familiar. I loved the ending to the story. But (here it comes) having read O'flynn's previous two novels, What Was Lost and The News Where You Are, I must confess that this one just didn't pack the same punch as the first two. Still enjoyable, just not quite up to what I've come to expect from this author.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    Dermot Lynch travels to Spain, where his son Eamonn is living in a failed and crumbling development with other expats looking for a new life. Eamonn's wife has just left him, his employment is shaky, and he is not coping well at all. He stares at his computer, composes long unanswered emails to his wife, and barely can be lured outside the house.Dermot meanwhile has injected a bit of life into the expat community, and finds himself drawn to the Swedish painter, Inga. And there is something lurking in crumbling Lomaverde, the community by the sea.The underlying theme of much of this novel is communication in its many forms--failed, missed, electronic, face to face. The theme is explored with flashbacks to Dermot and Eamonn's childhoods and marriages, as well as in the present of Dermot's visit to Spain.A quick read, and a satisfying conclusion. I truly enjoyed this book.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    Because of synopses mentioning "holidays" and "Spain," I requested this book, expecting a somewhat light and enjoyable read. The book turned out to be so much more! It was definitely enjoyable, but also a portrait of conflicting approaches to life -- specifically the ability to make the best of a situation versus losing what is "good enough" in pursuit of "the perfect." I thought the author did a particularly good job of conveying an almost tangible sense of atmosphere. As I read the chapters with focusing on Eamonn's life in Spain, I felt a very real sense of malaise and lethargy. The poignant ending stood out in sharp (and welcome) relief!My favorite quote: "...hope, it seemed, clung on tenaciously, like the most insidious of weeds. He spent his waking hours hunting down its tendrils and subjecting them to ruthless dousings of cold facts, but still they returned -- a fresh web of low-lying rhizomes each day."
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
    5/5
    Dermot Lynch, a recently widowed bus driver, decides to spend his two week holiday in Spain visiting his son Eamonn. Things are not what Dermot expected. The complex Eamonn loves in is not completed and filled with expatriates from all over the world. Eamonn's personal and professional attachments slowly disintegrate Eamonn is at a loss at how to recover from these losses. Through his holiday Dermot meets quite a few members of the community including Inga who he seems to take a slight fancy in. The difficulties in the father-son relationship are beautifully and accurately detailed. I'm always glad to receive a book from an unknown(to me) author. I'll be sure to look for more from Catherine O'Flynn in the future
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    Mr. Lynch's Holiday is about a father and his adult son getting reacquainted over a two week visit. Dermot, the father, is recently widowed and Eamonn 's wife has just left him in his dying ex-pat community in Spain. Dermot leaves England, arrives in Spain unannounced, and gently enters Eamonn's world. Catherine O'Flynn is a good writer and does a wonderful job portraying character nuances and the tentative, loving relationship between father and son.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
    5/5
    Mr. Lynch's Holiday is my first experience with this author. I really glad I was introduced to this book. The writing was a gentle flow of both character development and setting. Ms. O'Flynn is very talented at setting a place and an atmosphere. Set in Spain, the main character's are from England....Eamonn and his wife have moved to Spain and Dermot, Eamonn's father has traveled for a visit. The writing was so well done that the reader feels they too are visiting Spain.Ms O'Flynn does especially well with her characters inner thoughts and struggles. This story is primarily about a young man who has found himself trapped in his own frustrations...he feels that he is at odds with all that he "thought" he should have accomplished. With tenderness and humor Catherine O'Flynn portrays this man's struggle to accept the cards he has been dealt. Eamonn's wife leaves shortly before his father arrives for a vacation........ the story is about the two weeks the two men spend in each other's company. Eamonn is from a humble background, Dermot is a retired bus driver and a recent widower. Dermot's experiences as a bus driver, his interactions with people on a daily basis, have given him a lot of insight into what it is to be human. His interactions with his son help both men to settle and move on. How they do this is beautifully rendered in this novel.My favorite aspect of this book was the humor and humanity with which Catherine O'Flynn tells her story. Humor is so essential to healing and I believe that Ms. O'Flynn hit just the right notes when she incorporated it into her tale. I guess the best way to describe reading this book.....it was a very very pleasant experience....like a vacation with a little drama on the side. Read it ! Enjoy it ! I was very happy to see that she had two previous novels.....after reading this book, I will go back and enjoy her earlier works.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    At first I was put off by the writing style; the first several pages were composed of shot, choppy sentences. I could not figure out what the author was trying to convey with this sentence structure. Later the sentence structure changed and in many ways the sentences sang. There is little doubt that Ms. O'Flynn is a talented writer. The plot on the other had was superb, though it may drag for American tastes. The book was well written and the plot grab the readers attention.There were several themes in the story; Eamonn Lynch's life is a shambles and he has not come to terms with it. His white left him, his house is falling down and his job is menial. His father Dermot has lost his wife and though, not at peace, has come to terms with growing old. He has made many mistakes in his life and during the course of the book he has come to terms with them. Eamonn has not come to terms with his mistakes.Another theme that runs trough the book is how differently these two people see the same thing. Is it because of the age difference, the experience difference or the educational difference. It is best that I leave this up to the reader.I highly recommend this book, now if she would only do something with the first chapter...
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    A delightful novel about a father and son getting to know themselves and each other. While this novel deftly touches on a number of political and social issues, it also contains a great deal of humor and warmth. O'Flynn is a fabulous writer who is able to show the reader the pitfalls of making up stories in our heads about our lives and other people which don't contain any truth (even if we think they do).
  • Rating: 3 out of 5 stars
    3/5
    Catherine O’Flynn is such a class act, I would read anything she put out there, so it was great to find this one in the book shop. The trouble was, I didn’t like it half as much as the previous two. I made an assumption that the humour that characterised her first two novels would continue in this one, but I didn’t laugh once from start to finish. Here the category would be “poignant” (and there’s something about that word that makes me cringe but there’s no alternative in this case).With its father-son dynamic this is parked right in the middle of Tony Parsons territory, but has a literary feel. The narrative is spare, brief sections set in the characters’ past sprinkled here and there, just enough information for the reader to join the dots. For me, the best bits were the ones set when Eamonn was a child, though I also thought the bit with the charity shop with its apathetic manager was spot-on. But always lurking at the margins were the two “no-nonsense couples”, expats living in the ‘urbanisation’ in Spain where the story is set, trumpeted in the blurb as though they were going to be an integral part of the narrative. Here surely would be the opportunity for the author’s trademark humour and characterisation, and wouldn’t we all like to have a laugh at the expense of obnoxious Brits abroad. Whoever wrote the synopsis knew how to reassure the fan-base, but ultimately misled them – those couples were kept on the shortest of reins, and no matter how hard they knocked on the door of the plot, they weren’t allowed in. What we did get was a lot of brooding from Eamonn, a man of little charm – for me the mystery wasn’t so much why his girlfriend had left him, more what she ever saw in him in the first place – and coverage of his father Dermot getting along with everyone. Dermot was such a salt-of-the-earth type, so free of foibles that conflict was excluded. Oddly enough it doesn’t make any difference in the long run. I still think she is a class act; I would still read anything she put out there. This one just wasn’t my type.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    I loved Mr. Lynch’s Holiday by Catherine O’Flynn but I didn’t love the beginning. It was so depressing that I wondered if I could finish the book! But I am very glad that I did. The author slowly developed a tale of family relationships that did not work. Dermot Lynch, a retiree and recent widower who lives in the U.K. decides to a take a trip to see his son who lives in Spain. Dermot’s son, Eamonn lives in a development that has been abandoned by the builders and investors. Eamonn feels lost in despair, not only is he living in the crumbling Lomaverde complex but his wife recently left him. He doesn’t know if she will ever return. Everywhere he looks in Lomaverde, he sees decay. He doesn’t have any positive relationship with the remaining inhabitants of the complex. His life is bleak. He recently lost a job and has no real prospects of another one. He is a failure and cannot do anything about it. Dermot sees Lomaverde buildings as pretty white boxes and sees in the decay some similarities of his childhood home in Ireland. The downfall of his home seems to be echoed in Lomaverde. Dermot and Eamonn’s relationship had never been much. They both keep their thoughts and inner selves very primate. But the longer that Dermot stays with Eamonn, the more their secrets seep out. The writing of this book is so wonderful that the Eamonn’s view of Lomaverde and his life which he was afraid to deal with made me feel depressed that I really wanted to quit reading the book. But when his father came, I was fascinated by the two men’s past histories and revelations. So my advice is don’t give up on this book, you will be well rewarded soon. I highly recommend this book to anyone interested in family dysfunction and growth.I received this book as a win from LibraryThing but that in no way influenced my thoughts and feelings in this review.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
    5/5
    Notes on MR. LYNCH’S HOLIDAYby Catherine O’FlynnAugust 21, 2013For Library Thing Early ReviewersRecently widowed Dermot Lynch takes a two-week holiday to visit his only child, son Eamonn, in a remote Spanish development. His father’s visit is a surprise to Eamonn and not entirely welcome. In the course of things, we discover Eamonn’s sad problems are stacking up relentlessly, and hosting his father in this out-of-the-way place would’t seem to be of any help to either of them. Somehow, in this baked development, this father and son discover connectedness and place with each other in a way they never imagined. Catherine O’Flynn writes in a way that is a reader’s dream. From the first sentence, we feel the heat and foreignness of where we are. Within a few paragraphs, we know a great deal about this man and his son as things stand. And within a few pages, we care deeply about them and what will happen next. All this in a skillful, graceful style.As Dermot approaches Eamonn’s condo by bus and on foot, we could be approaching a painful scene. With little detail, we feel Dermot’s anticipation and Eamonn’s reluctance at the coming meeting, but there are layers and layers of feeling and history here, humans being humans and family being what it is. Somehow, O’Flynn gets the sense of all that here in this one, initial encounter. And, being who they are, little is said in that first moment, but we empathize with both their awkwardness and their love for each other. As things progress, O’Flynn manages to touch a tender place that the parents of adult children will recognize, as well as the thoughtful adjustments that adult children make to the changes they encounter in older parents. There are passages so beautifully rendered that we go back to read them a couple more times just to enjoy the craftsmanship of the writing, the way the passage flows and the perfect imagery they evoke.Dermot has landed in the midst of Eamonn’s desperate life and the desperate, hollow situation of all the ex-pats of this dead end housing development. They find themselves having invested in property in Spain and now stuck in a place like a ghost town. There is astute social commentary on the ex-pats, their motives and their illusions and great commentary on what passes for community in the modern age, with lovely metaphors like the slowly emptying swimming pool, the water level sinking to nothing through a small crack in the cement. The neighborhood is far from any central community life and full of sad, lonely people who had thought they’d be improving their lot in a cheap foreign land and who had sought that common hope that lies just over the next hill, yet find themselves thoroughly disillusioned and longing for family, love and connection; all this while coping with sinister undercurrents of native hostility and their vulnerability as immigrants. Over the passing days, Dermot touches the hearts of several in the community with his fresh, unburdened perspective as a visitor, as well as his sympathy for their situation earned by his own experience as an outsider, having suffered prejudice and hostility as an Irishman living in England. It is through Dermot that his son learns to see his neighbors and his own life in a new way, and that the people in the housing complex learn to see themselves differently. Dermot’s hard won wisdom and openness shift the basis of relationships and compel an adjustment that reveals the resilience of human intimacy and bonds.

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