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A widow, at an age when birthdays are best forgotten, with no children to occupy her mind, can be very lonely. Julia Dunstan knew she was more fortunate than most widows, not merely because she was prosperous--as widows go--but because she had always taken an interest in other people.And from the moment Julia moves to Goatstock, where she has inherited a house, there are plenty of people for her to take an interest in. For a start, there's cousin Dora, who might just as easily been left the house herself and who instead becomes Julia's companion. Then there's Lady Finch, the local expert on Fresh Food and the victim of a deception so dastardly that even her attractive but irreverent niece, Harriet, is indignant. This distracts Harriet for a while from the rather thankless task of planning the futures of her friends, Marian and Robert. And all are concerned with news that the village will be made into a "New Town". However the old values, at least those of Elizabeth Fair's fiction, remain: wit, charm, and romance. Furrowed Middlebrow is delighted to make available, for the first time in over half a century, all six of Elizabeth Fair's irresistible comedies of domestic life. These new editions all feature an introduction by Elizabeth Crawford. "Where she breaks with the Thirkell school is in her total absence of sentimentality and her detached and witty observation of her characters."--The Sphere "Miss Fair makes writing look very easy, and that is the measure of her creative ability."--Compton Mackenzie… (més)
So many hilarious lines! But I didn't really love any of the characters, hence the three stars.
Here's a sampling of the deliciously funny writing:
"No one contradicted this statement, though no one agreed with it." .......................... “First we’re going to be swallowed up, then we aren’t,” she said. “It makes one wonder what will happen next.” Life was like that, Mrs. Minnis declared; it sometimes seemed as if one was living on the edge of a volcano, didn’t it? Mrs. Prentice thought for a moment and then said no, it didn’t. .......................... She was—as she often proclaimed—a woman who could be friends with everybody, and it did not worry her that her friendships were sometimes one-sided affairs. .......................... “I am not acquainted with the ingredients of a cocktail,” Mr. Pope said, smiling at his own ignorance. “But I think one may take it that these contain a fair proportion of orange juice and are therefore, to some extent—ah—beneficial.” ........................... A picnic without food would have been like an opium den without opium, only—for a man of his temperament—much worse. ( )
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The Native Heath (1954, published in the U.S. as Julia Comes Home)
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A widow, at an age when birthdays are best forgotten, with no children to occupy her mind, can be very lonely. Julia Dunstan knew she was more fortunate than most widows, not merely because she was prosperous--as widows go--but because she had always taken an interest in other people. And from the moment Julia moves to Goatstock, where she has inherited a house, there are plenty of people for her to take an interest in. For a start, there's cousin Dora, who might just as easily been left the house herself and who instead becomes Julia's companion. Then there's Lady Finch, the local expert on Fresh Food and the victim of a deception so dastardly that even her attractive but irreverent niece, Harriet, is indignant. This distracts Harriet for a while from the rather thankless task of planning the futures of her friends, Marian and Robert. And all are concerned with news that the village will be made into a "New Town". However the old values, at least those of Elizabeth Fair's fiction, remain: wit, charm, and romance. Furrowed Middlebrow is delighted to make available, for the first time in over half a century, all six of Elizabeth Fair's irresistible comedies of domestic life. These new editions all feature an introduction by Elizabeth Crawford. "Where she breaks with the Thirkell school is in her total absence of sentimentality and her detached and witty observation of her characters."--The Sphere "Miss Fair makes writing look very easy, and that is the measure of her creative ability."--Compton Mackenzie
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Here's a sampling of the deliciously funny writing:
"No one contradicted this statement, though no one agreed with it."
..........................
“First we’re going to be swallowed up, then we aren’t,” she said. “It makes one wonder what will happen next.” Life was like that, Mrs. Minnis declared; it sometimes seemed as if one was living on the edge of a volcano, didn’t it? Mrs. Prentice thought for a moment and then said no, it didn’t.
..........................
She was—as she often proclaimed—a woman who could be friends with everybody, and it did not worry her that her friendships were sometimes one-sided affairs.
..........................
“I am not acquainted with the ingredients of a cocktail,” Mr. Pope said, smiling at his own ignorance. “But I think one may take it that these contain a fair proportion of orange juice and are therefore, to some extent—ah—beneficial.”
...........................
A picnic without food would have been like an opium den without opium, only—for a man of his temperament—much worse. (