#Bethan Roberts

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My Policeman (2022)

[caostalgia]

—Pero a mí me gusta así. Nosotros y la niebla, y nada más.

Me he reído.

—Para ser policía, eres muy romántico.

—Y tú, para ser artista, eres muy miedoso —me ha soltado.

Mi respuesta ha sido besarlo con ímpetu en la boca.

Mi Policía, Bethan Roberts.

[julessatelliteart]

I'm still not sure what I think about my art, but I have an angel who makes me feel stronger and more confident, so let's give it a try ♡

Remember to vote for Harry and David at MTV awards! Their kisses are truly the best 🥹

Don't be afraid to let me know your honest opinion

Take care! Lots of love, Jules <3

[daisiesonafield-blog]

David Beckham was at Harry's show tonight with his daughter!! He posted a reel of them singing along to Late Night Talking in their pink boas 🥰

Very sweet 🥰

LOTS AND LOTS OF CELEBS AT WEMBLEY 2!

And his whole family:

[bella-but-not-hadid444]

okay maybe love is real and worth fighting for because the worst thing is wasted time……… (has just finished reading My Policeman)

[haveyoureadthisqueerbook]

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[twopoppies]

https://twitter.com/mypolicemannew/status/1669053757382877203?s=46&t=US1ollzRh-G_MCLtSfLLoQ

Now that’s who I’m happy to see at his shows. It’s actually so cute. She looks so happy

Oh that’s so cool!

x

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Bethan Roberts, the author of My Policeman, at Harry’s show! 💚

[bangbangwhoa]

books I’ve read in 2023 📖 no. 014

My Policeman by Bethan Roberts

“I’d almost forgotten the joy of waking up and, before you’ve even opened your eyes, knowing by the shape of the mattress beneath you, by the warmth of the sheets, that he’s still there.”

[warningsine]

In these last years, May confided in Forster about her grief over the early death of Robin, who'd succumbed to Hodgkin's disease in 1962. These two people, novelist and nurse, lover and wife, comforted one another and their relationship became rather like that of a mother and her grown-up son: to Forster's biographer PN Furbank, May remembered Forster as a bad patient, getting under her feet and insisting on engaging her in conversation when all she wanted was to get on with the housework. It was this anecdote, more than anything else, which inspired me to investigate the story of this fascinating triangle and use it as the inspiration for my new novel, My Policeman.

Following his final stroke in May 1970, Forster was fetched from his rooms at King's College by the Buckinghams and put to bed at their Coventry house, where he died. For most of that morning, he held May's hand. After his death, May wrote: "I now know that he was in love with Robert and therefore critical and jealous of me and our early years were very stormy, mostly because he had not the faintest idea of the pattern of our lives and was determined that Robert should not be engulfed in domesticity. Over the years he changed us both and he and I came to love one another, able to share the joys and sorrows that came."

Nowhere was the talent that Forster had for approaching things slightly askew, for bringing together the things we expect to be opposite – personal and political, conventional and unconventional, friend and rival – more evident than in his relationship with Bob and May Buckingham. Theirs was, to use a Forsterian term, a quite wonderful muddle.

[quotesengage]

So I did the talking. I could almost feel him listening, he was so eager to hear what I had to say. Of course, that’s the greatest flattery: a willing ear.

My Policeman by Bethan Roberts

[ayshahutton]

HE’S MINE!!! 😤 I mean- never mind 😔

[skyler-reads28]

My Policeman

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From the moment Marion lays eyes on Tom she is smitten, and when he comes home from the National Service to be a policeman, Marion is determined to win him over. Choosing to ignore the signs Tom is ‘different’, Marion jumps into marriage hoping her love is enough for the both of them. Tom has his own life, with his partner Patrick, and the two must share Tom until Marion decides that just won’t work.

I wish we got more of Patrick’s POV than Marion’s but that’s okay. This is a queer book, with a beautiful mlm relationship, but it’s also a tragic book. There isn’t a happy ending, so do with that what you will.

Also call me a hater. But I did not feel bad for Marion at all. I mean no one deserves to be cheated on, but everyone in her life was telling her that her husband was gay, and she even knew it to be true, but chose to be ignorant and blind to it. And then ruined all three of their lives in the end.

[melodysbookhaven]

"I could have lied, I suppose. But even then I had a terrible dread of being found out. In the end, people always found you out. And when they did, it would be worse than if you'd simply told the truth in the first place."

Bethan Roberts, My Policeman

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