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Behind this rather prim title lies the hilarious fictional diary of a disaster-prone lady of the 1930s, and her attempts to keep her somewhat ramshackle household from falling into chaos: there's her husband Robert, who, when he's not snoozing behind The Times, does everything with grumbling recluctance; her gleefully troublesome children; and a succession of tricky sevants who invariably seem to gain the upper hand. And if her domestic trials are not enough, she must keep up appearances. Particularly with the maddeningly patronising Lady Boxe, whom our Provincial Lady eternally (and unsuccessfully) tries to compete with.… (més)
Comença força distret:la vida d'una dona i la seva família, les seves manies, els seus pensaments. Però arriba un moment que es fa una mica monòton i repetitiu, com si no sapigués de què més parlar... ( )
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Dedicated to the Editor and the Directors of Time and Tide, in whose pages this diary first appeared (Diary of a Provincial Lady)
For Cass Canfield (The Provincial Lady Goes Further)
Affectionately dedicated to Peter Stucley because of our long friendship and as a tribute to many shared recollections of Moscow, London, Edinburgh and the West Country
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November 7th---Plant the indoor bulbs. (Diary of a Provincial Lady)
June 9th.--Life takes on entirely new aspect, owing to astonishing and unprecedented success of minute and unpretentious literary effort, published last December, and--incredibly--written by myself. (The Provincial Lady Goes Further)
July 7th.--Incredulous astonishment on receiving by second post--usually wholly confined to local bills and circulars concerning neighbouring Garden Fêtes--courteous and charming letter from publishers in America. (The Provincial Lady in America)
September 1st, 1939.--Enquire of Robert whether he does not think that, in view of times in which we live, diary of daily events might be of ultimate historical value to posterity. (The Provincial Lady in Wartime)
The Diary of a Provincial Lady is about ordinariness: the kind of placid, conformist ordinariness evoked by this exchange between the two women in E. M. Delafield's first play, To See Ourselves--produced on the London stage in the same month, December 1930, that the Provincial Lady first made her appearance in book form. (Introduction)
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Approach Bank on the subject of an overdraft.... Bank Manager and I ... look at each other across immense expanse of pink blotting-paper. Irrelevant impulse arises in me to ask if he has other supply, for use, in writing-table drawer, or if fresh pad is brought in when a client calls.... interesting topic for speculation.
Take children to London [to return to boarding schools] ... Vicky drops large glass bottle of sweets on platform at Waterloo, with resultant breakage, amiable porter rushes up and tells her not to cry, as he can arrange it all. This he does by laboriously separating broken glass from sweets, with coal-black hands, and placing salvage in a piece of newspaper. Present him with a florin, and am not sufficiently strong-minded to prevent Vicky from going off with newspaper parcel bulging in coat pocket.
November 7th, 1929. Plant the indoor bulbs. Just as I am in the middle of them, Lady Boxe calls. I say, untruthfully, how nice to see her, and beg her to sit down while I just finish the bulbs. Lady B. makes determined attempt to sit down in armchair where I have already placed two bulb-bowls and the bag of charcoal, is headed off just in time, and takes the sofa. Do I know, she asks, how very late it is for indoor bulbs? September, really, or even October, is the time. Do I know that the only really reliable firm for hyacinths is Somebody of Haarlem? Cannot catch the name of the firm, which is Dutch, but reply Yes, I do know, but think it my duty to buy Empire products. Feel at the time, and still think, that this is an excellent reply. Unfortunately Vicky comes into the drawing-room later and says: "Oh, Mummie, are those the bulbs we got at Woolworth's?" Finish the bulbs and put them in the cellar. Feel that after all cellar is probably draughty, change my mind, and take them all up to the attic. November 11th. Robert, in bringing down the suitcases from the attic, has broken three of the bulb-bowls, Says he understood that I had put them in the cellar, and so wasn’t expecting them. November 13th. Take a look at bulb-bowls on returning suitcase to attic, and am inclined to think it looks as though the cat had been up here. Shall tell Lady Boxe that I sent all my bulbs to a sick friend in a nursing-home. November 19th. Consult Cissie Crabbe about the bulbs, which look very much as if the mice had been at them. She says: Unlimited Watering, and tells me about her own bulbs at Norwich. Am discouraged. Administer Unlimited Water to the bulbs (some of which goes through to the attic floor on to the landing below), and move half of them down to the cellar, as Cissie says attic is airless. December 9th. On Rose’s advice, bring bulb-bowls up from cellar and put them in drawing-room. Several of them perfectly visible, but somehow do not look entirely healthy. Rose thinks too much watering. If so, Cissie Crabbe entirely to blame. (Mem.: Either move bulb-bowls upstairs, or tell Ethel to show Lady Boxe into morning-room, if she calls. Cannot possibly enter into further discussion with her concerning bulbs.) February 21st. Remove bulb-bowls, with what is left of bulbs, to greenhouse. Tell Robert that I hope to do better another year. He replies, another year, better not waste my money.
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Can only hope that Hitler may come to hear of this remarkable reaction to his efforts, on the part of the British. (The Provincial Lady in Wartime)
Robert makes little or no reply, except for rather eloquent look, but nevertheless I continue to think of going to America, and taking diary with me. (The Provincial Lady Goes Further)
Whatever E. M. Delafield described, she described accurately: as she wrote in 1935, "All that I have tried to do is to observe faithfully, and record accurately, the things that have come within my limited range. The fault that I have most tried to avoid is sentimentality." (Introduction)
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The Diary of a Provincial Lady and Diary of a Provincial Lady are not the same book! Please do not combine them. The first is an omnibus edition containing volumes 1, 2, 3 and 5 of the Provincial Lady series. The second contains only the first work in that series. Several editions of the omnibus have been incorrectly entered with the wrong title. If this applies to you, please change the title of your copy instead of combining the two works together. However, there is one editon (ISBN 1844085228, the VMC Anniversary Edition) that is titled The Diary of a Provincial Lady but contains only Diary of a Provincial Lady and is not the omnibus edition. (I can't help it if publishers do this!!!!)
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Behind this rather prim title lies the hilarious fictional diary of a disaster-prone lady of the 1930s, and her attempts to keep her somewhat ramshackle household from falling into chaos: there's her husband Robert, who, when he's not snoozing behind The Times, does everything with grumbling recluctance; her gleefully troublesome children; and a succession of tricky sevants who invariably seem to gain the upper hand. And if her domestic trials are not enough, she must keep up appearances. Particularly with the maddeningly patronising Lady Boxe, whom our Provincial Lady eternally (and unsuccessfully) tries to compete with.