In other stories here Trevor addresses the world of chat lines, word processors, ring tones, accusations of abuse. And in any case, if there is a part of the world where internet cafes serve chips, it could easily be provincial Ireland. He says the lovers meet in 'the Cyber Cafe', he doesn't actually say it's a cybercafe - it might just be a tragically aspirational name. This seems to happen in 'The Dressmaker's Child', the first story on offer in William Trevor's new collection, when Cahal, a young mechanic, meets his girlfriend Minnie Fennelly in a cybercafe and is served chips.Ĭhips - in a cybercafe! Oh dear me! It looks as if dear Trevor doesn't go online in his high street very often, doesn't it? But it's just as likely that wily William Trevor is playing games of his own. There comes a time, late in a distinguished career, when a writer tackles the world of the young - and falls flat on his face, usually over details of music, drugs or technology.
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