Book Review: Mrs Scrooge

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Scrooge doornail-dead, his widow, Mrs Scrooge, lived by herself in London Town.

This will be a short review because it’s a short book, though stuffed full of tasty bits like an excellent Christmas pudding. Carol Ann Duffy is our poet laureate, who has well and truly broken the mould of this venerable institution, “the first woman, the first Scot, and the first openly LGBT person to hold the position.”

In Mrs Scrooge, Duffy takes that unseen heroine – who knew Scrooge had a wife that could put up with his penny-pinching ways? – and gives her A Christmas Carol of her own. Mind you, Mrs Scrooge can pinch a penny till it screams for mercy, but she cares for the planet and campaigns against consumerist excess. She also has a cat – I don’t imagine Mr Scrooge would have seen the point of feeding a cat unless it paid for itself in dead mice.

This curious melange of Dickens’ novella and current ecological concerns means that the Fezziwigs, Bob Cratchit, and Tiny Tim are all part of of the story, along with feminism and the patchwork of villages buried under the concrete of Heathrow Airport. It’s held together by Duffy’s poetry, Mrs Scrooge’s surprising love for Ebenezer Scrooge, and Posy Simmonds’ illustrations.

A lovely, heartwarming story, with the same belief in human goodness as A Christmas Carol.


7 thoughts on “Book Review: Mrs Scrooge

      • They were hilarious, and so true! I was living in South Manchester when they were in the Guardian, or Gruadniadn as we called it because of all the speling mistakes… there were Webers all around Didsbury and Chorlton in those days… there probably still are!

  1. I like the sound of Carol Ann Duffy — a poet who deals with current issues in an engaging way. I hope the book does well (despite the cat).

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