The Diary of a Provincial Lady
  • ISBN: 9780141191812
  • Pages: 576
  • Publisher: Penguin
  • Binding: Paperback

The Diary of a Provincial Lady

E. M. Delafield
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The Diary of a Provincial Lady is a brilliantly observed comic novel, as funny and fresh today as when it was first written.

‘January 22nd – Robert startles me at breakfast by asking if my cold – which he has hitherto ignored – is better. I reply that it has gone. Then why, he asks, do I look like that? Feel that life is wholly unendurable, and decide madly to get a new hat.’

It’s not easy being a Provincial Lady in Devonshire in the 1920s, juggling a grumpy husband, mischievous children and a host of domestic dilemmas – from rice mould to a petulant cook. But this Provincial Lady will not be defeated; not by wayward flower bulbs, not by unexpected houseguests, not even by the Blitz. She will continue to preside over the W.I., endure rain-drenched family picnics and succeed as a published author, all the while tending to her strawberries.



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