M. A. C. Farrant's autobiographical paean to the life of a teenager is likely to strike a nerve with anyone who's been there. At turns droll and wistful, actress Erin Moon captures the author at the outset of womanhood, listlessly daydreaming of a more glamorous life. Moon performs this humorous coming-of-age memoir with a convincingly temperamental, rambunctious, and awkwardly self-conscious teenage voice. Raised by her Aunt Elsie in the age of the nuclear family, My Turquoise Years finds the author in her 14th summer, visited by her fashionable and well-traveled, but long-absent mother.
Throughout her childhood, Marion Farrant heard exotic stories of the sophisticated life her mother, Nancy, led aboard cruise ships and in Australia. Nancy’s world of furs, jewels, cigarette holders, and handsome men seemed miles away from the west-coast hamlet of Cordova Bay, where Marion lived with her aunt and uncle, running wild on the beach with her friends and enjoying weekend visits with her devoted father. But things changed the year she entered her teens. First, a package from Nancy arrived in the maila gift of sexy lingerie. Next, Nancy threw everyone into a tizzy with the surprise announcement that she was coming for a visit.
In this memoir of her fourteenth summer, Marion Farrant captures a lost time and place with hilarity and affection. The setting is Vancouver Island, the year 1960. It is the heyday of the nuclear family; the time of the Three Stooges, the Red Menace, and Whipper Billy Watson; the apex of plastic, arborite, and everything turquoise: high heels, pedal pushers, refrigerators, cars, and even, at Easter, the fur of live rabbits. Witty, tender, and wry, My Turquoise Years is a book for anyone who remembers being a teenager.