

We know from the start that Brat Farrar is an impostor. However, the story itself was really interesting: it’s not the usual whodunit. What it does read like is a story that was originally drafted in the 1930s and then was revised for publication in 1949…except that some of the historical facts were silenced. I’m not disputing that this is possible, but Tey doesn’t mention anything about the ongoing war when relating those parts of the story – and this is not typical for Tey whose main character in another series, Allan Grant, suffers from PTSD after WWI. The story is set in post-WWII Britain, which puts some of the story at a time during the height of WWII. I believe some of the timing of the story is off, too. It’s not like they were separated at a young age.Īnd why does no-one ask Simon why he thinks that Brat isn’t/couldn’t be his brother when he first hears about him? It does not add up.Īlso, Simon is very suspicious and I would have expected him to be able to tell if Brat is his brother or not. Brat, has only been gone for 7 years but people seem to allow for him forgetting an awful lot about his life before that. I just can’t get my head around that “Patrick”, i.e. I suppose the last line was the author saving a discrepancy here.

I’d misremember about it, only he was here seeing us put an iron on a cartwheel the day you ran away.

It was a craze of his for the whole of a summer.’ Far as I remember, all he ever made was a sheep-crook, and that not over-well. There wasn’t anything he wasn’t going to make, from a candlestick to gates for the avenue at Latchetts. ‘There was a time when I couldn’t keep him out of this place. ‘Funny,’ he said, as Brat plunged the shoe into the water, ‘if any Ashby was to earn his living at this job it ought to have been your brother.’ I have had issues with the some of the reactions of the characters: If it was a choice between love and justice, the choice had to be justice.īrat Farrar (written in 1949) was not a perfect read. ‘Come and see me again before you decide anything,’ the Rector had said but he had at least been helpful in one direction.
