Ronald Fraser is England’s outstanding oral historian. In the 1960s he pioneered the sensitive recording of the texture of working peoples’ experience of labour, first in the pages of this journal and later in two Penguin books, Work and Work II. His concern with lived experience in history found ambitious expression in three books on Spain: In Hiding (1972), an account of the twilight life of a Republican mayor concealed from Franco’s police for thirty years; Pueblo: A Mountain Village on the Costa del Sol (1973), a broadening of his canvas to include the collective life of an entire village in the post-war period and finally the magnificent Blood of Spain (1979), nothing less than an oral history of the Spanish Civil War. That book was not only a great literary document, integrating the testimonies of hundreds of participants within a masterly narrative of the war, but also a major contribution to the historiography of modern Spain. It recast our understanding of the civil war while transforming the genre of historical writing.
Fraser’s new book, In Search of a Past footnote1, also challenges conventional categories: an elegant and experimental work suspended astride autobiography, history and fiction. It is the narrative of a psychoanalysis of a writer who wants to write the history of his own childhood. To do so, he uses the techniques of oral history to reconstruct his past and that of his parents. Two normally discrepant forms of remembering, therefore, structure and energize the text. The book is divided into three sections that move along a chain of pronouns that form chapter headings and denote alienated relationships of various kinds (‘We’, ‘They’, ‘You’), to the finally reconstituted ‘I’ who has—at least provisionally—come to terms with the past.
The circumstances of that past are unusual, or unusually frankly acknowledged for a Marxist traitor to his class: the inter-war world of rural, or rather ‘county’ Berkshire, of the monotonously sporty hunting rich. The writer’s first session with his analyst sparks a determination to rework and order a series of taped interviews with the family’s servants made ten years before. In this long section the present subject of the
A double relationship of class difference and personal identification is established: finding ‘yourself’ in the discourse of ‘their’ class oppression. Although he is in a sense searching for his own identity in the identity denied to them, what they are recalling is a hidden history that lends reality to the blanks of his early childhood. Through these non-familial witnesses (defined by a specifically class relationship) he can begin to restore the phantasized damage done to the love objects of his past (a specifically psychic relationship, figured in the text in broadly Kleinian terms): a kind of personal history from below.
In strictly psychological terms the relationships are even more complex. His relationship with his parents is marked by coldness, distance and separation, physical as well as psychic. Both the psychoanalysis and the history allow him to progress beyond a vision of the mother as split between indifference on the one hand and magical love, permitting anything to happen, on the other. Before the war, she represents an unreachable realm of freedom. Then she recalls him from some unnamed and grim public school. In the context of rapidly transformed social relations that alter his relationship with the ‘village’—untouchable before—he lives in an idyllic union with the mother until displaced by the airman she leaves his father for. Coming to terms with this phantasized ideal mother also involves repairing the guilt he feels towards the father, stiff, conventional, all tenderness socialized out of him by the rituals of army and hunt. The psychoanalytic exchange is intercut by memories of another dialogue with a senile old man being driven toward a nursing home, which gradually reveals itself as the prelude to the father’s death: a sadness with an oedipal anger burned into it.
If the parental relation is the primary one it is paralleled by and contrasted with his identification with the servants. The split ego of the child is jarred into a quadrifocal pattern of allegiance: the gardener Bert and the nanny at times take on the role of ‘good’ mother and father. The tension of this family romance carved out of class differences is one of the most intriguing ironies of the book.
As might be expected from the author of Blood of Spain, the oral history is brilliantly done, integrating the normally absent subjectivity of the questioner with great delicacy. The dialogue of the reconstructed psychoanalysis is handled in a way that allows the language of explicit interpretation (depressive position, projection and so on) to emerge as a necessary part of the reconstruction of the fragmented psyche, and also to engage in a submerged debate with the rival claims of materialist history. At one point the analyst objects to Fraser’s obsession with ‘someone else’s testimony’, declaring that ‘what happened is less important than what is felt to have happened’. Later he can accept, still without believing that there are complementary theories to his own, that the writer wants to become the ‘historian of his own past’ in the book that is an issue during the analysis.