Sunday 30 November 2014



I'm not a big fan of Angela Thirkell - too smugly English upper-middle-class to be taken except very occasionally in small doses ...
But in a weekend of builders' chaos without a kitchen and the old fridge now apparently defrosting over the carpet, it has been pure escapism to sit drinking tea from an unwashed mug whilst pondering a domestic life made to run smoothly by parlourmaids, chaffeurs and cooks. As for 'snatching a hasty lunch of salmon mayonnaise, roast beef, potatoes, peas, French beans, salad, chocolate soufflé, charlotte russe, cream cheese, Bath Oliver biscuits, raspberries and cream ...'
If only I could. Curry or pizza?

8 comments:

Noelle the dreamer said...

Ah Mary, you made me smile!
Though, so sorry to hear about the fridge emptying itself on the carpet!
Being away from the net until the beginning of next year (I'll be just across the pond from you Dear on the continent and in Ol' Blighty by the 28th). Will catch up posts then!
Happy Christmas,

mary said...

Hope you enjoy your trip, Noelle - and happy Christmas to you, too!
Where will you be visiting?

Vintage Reading said...

Yup, sometimes you need some posh escapism. I've been watching the Inside Tatler series on BBC2 ...

Lucille said...

Gosh what would she have for a TV supper? Just remembered I have a copy of her book Before Lunch. Perhaps that will explain how she works up an appetite for all that.

mary said...

So did I, Nicola. My excuse is that I used to work with one of them. But isn't it ghastly!

I could work up an appetite, Lucille! Last night's dinner was pizza and neat gin, a low point even by this week's standards!

Cosy Books said...

What good is a hasty lunch like that when you'll be fast asleep on the train or at your desk afterwards...I ask you?! Sounds like an almost perfect cosy read though.

Oh builders...

SmitoniusAndSonata said...

This year's New Year resolution will now have to be to follow the Thirwell Diet Plan .
Just as soon as I can find someone to take on the washing up .

mary said...

Yes, and you'd need a lady's maid to tug you into your corset after that lot!