"Am disconcerted, at breakfast, to recieve letter from old school friend saying What am I doing with My Brain these days, and isn’t it a Pity to Let It All Go? Know what she means but am very angry nevertheless, and lose myself thinking out some really telling replies."
So begins "Provincial Daughter" by R. M. Dashwood, who is indeed E. M Delafields daughter and brings to her rather wonderful follow up to her Mothers laugh out loud funny
Go slather soda bread in salty butter, make a cafetiere of something strong, wrap yourself in a
It truly is that daft.