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'Lemon Table' tales enchant reader

Published: Saturday, July 17, 2004 5:31 p.m. MDT
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THE LEMON TABLE: STORIES, by Julian Barnes, Knopf, 241 pages, $22.95.

A good short story can be enjoyed quickly — sitting in a waiting room, on a short plane trip, riding TRAX. Often, it's more satisfying than reading a portion of a book in a short time.

But a short story requires a touch of genius and a gift with words capable of enchanting the reader.

Such are the short stories of Julian Barnes in "The Lemon Table," a collection of delicately worded accounts that arouse the senses and challenge the intellect. Barnes is a prolific British novelist who has written just one previous book of stories and two collections of essays. His style grabs the reader immediately, even though each story in the new collection is quite different.

Barnes' diversity of setting and time is astounding, yet there is a common theme around which he faithfully writes — growing old and contemplating the end of life. Common to all the stories is a desire to hang onto life in spite of personal losses and fading health.

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One of the best is the first, in two parts: "A Short History of Hairdressing," set in a contemporary English barbershop. A young boy is in a barber chair getting a haircut, practicing the cliched phrase, "short back and sides, with a little bit off the top." Although his mother is waiting for him, the boy sees a haircut as pure torture — with the barber's big hands pushing his head down until his windpipe almost snaps. It is the lad's conviction that boys are discriminated against by barbers because they are charged less and do not tip.

Constantly, the barber is saying "Keep still!" At the same time, he slaps the top of his head with a comb:

Eyes tight shut, he endured the tickly torment of hair falling on his face. He sat there, still not looking, convinced that the barber should have stopped cutting ages ago, except that he was such a loony he would probably carry on cutting and cutting until Gregory was bald. Still to come was the stropping of the razor, which meant that your throat was going to be cut; the dry, scrapy feel of the blade next to your ears and on the back of your neck; the fly-whisk shoved into your eyes and nose to get the hair out.

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