The Pursuit of Love ~ Nancy Mitford

IMG_0167When looking for a novel contemporary with its 1949 publication for my Years of My Life  project one possibility was Nancy Mitford’s Love in a Cold Climate. Although I was assured that I didn’t need to have read The Pursuit of Love to understand the later work, there was a copy in the library last time I was there so I decided to bring it home and give it a try.

I have to admit that what I tend to think of as large country house sagas have never appealed to me.  The whole Downton Abbey phenomenon passed me by completely. Consequently, given that the only Mitford I have ever so much as seen lived at Chatsworth, I’ve pretty much passed on them as well.  My mother was brought up in a tied cottage on a large Yorkshire estate where her father was the farrier.  Her mother had been a housemaid at Castle Howard. Our sort doesn’t mixed with their sort.  Having read The Pursuit of Love I’m still of very much the same mind.

It isn’t, let me say straightaway, that I can’t appreciate it as a well written novel. Frances, the narrator, draws us into the world of her Uncle Matthew, Aunt Sadie and seven cousins in their Cotswold house, Alconleigh, very successfully.  Even those members of the family whom we meet only fleetingly have a sturdy reality to them which gives them a life of their own.  The description of their cold, draughty old home rings horrendously true.  Even had father been willing to spend more on fuel it would almost certainly have been impossible to heat such a monstrosity. In fact, it is probably Mitford’s success in portraying the move from girlhood to adult status of her leading characters, Frances, Louisa and above all Linda, which was the novel’s undoing in my eyes.  Their perpetual preoccupation with finding love, particularly that of Linda, who is the novel’s main character, in a country where families were starving for lack of work, families who would have given anything for the money which paid for despised party dresses, simply irritated me.  I wanted to give them all a good slap and tell them to count their very substantial blesssings.

I know, I want the novel to be something other than it is and that is unfair.  And I did find some things to admire.  I certainly had more time for Uncle Matthew than I had for Linda’s inlaws, the Kroesigs, whose attitude towards the working class is despicable to say the least. Driven only by the desire to make more money they label any man who is poor a rotter, bad at his job, idle, feckless, immoral.  Come the onset of war they are prepared to be off as fast as their money can take them.  Uncle Matthew doesn’t understand this at all.

Uncle Matthew had no doubt a large income, but it was derived from, tied up in, and a good percentage of it went back into, his land. His land was to him something sacred, and, sacred above that, was England. Should evil befall his country he would stay and share it, or die, never would the notion have entered his head that he might save himself, and leave old England in any sort of lurch. He, his family, and his estates were part of her and she was part of him for ever and ever.

And that is what he does, blugeoning the estate workers into a formidable Home Guard which would probably have given Captain Mannering a run for his money.

I also found myself, much against my better judgement, becoming very fond of Davey,  the girls’ step uncle.  Oh, he would have driven me insane with his constant mithering about his health and diet, but when the chips are down (sorry about the pun) it is Davey who comes to the rescue time after time.  In the sort of appraisal Mitford’s characters might have used themselves, he is ‘a good egg’.

But, overall this was not a book for me.  When I hit passages such as

Marjorie was an intensely dreary girl, a few years older than Tony, who had failed so far to marry, and seem to have no biological reason for existing.


I have seen too many children brought up without Nannies to think this at all desirable. In Oxford, the wives of progressive dons did it often as a matter of principle; they would gradually become morons themselves, while the children look like slum children and behaved like barbarians.

my hackles rose and rose again.  I understand that Mitford is writing about what she knows and that when the novel was published in 1945 there would have been a larger audience who would also have appreciated her sentiments. But not me.  Shall I go on and read Love in a Cold Climate?  No, I don’t think so.  It would almost certainly annoy me every bit as much as this did to no good purpose whatsoever.


20 thoughts on “The Pursuit of Love ~ Nancy Mitford

  1. Harriet Devine December 20, 2017 / 8:24 am

    I read several Nancy Mitford novels in my late teens and remember loving them. But I’ve seen a few reviews lately, including this one, that have convinced me that I wouldn’t enjoy them now. I think your decision to skip Love in a Cold Climate has to be a wise one.


    • Café Society December 20, 2017 / 8:55 am

      I have to say that I was disappointed, Harriet. Although I’d never read this it has always been one of those titles floating in the ethos of the book world which I somehow felt would be a rite of passage to finally read. It always hurts to have our expectations floored (or even to find that they are flawed!).


  2. A Life in Books December 20, 2017 / 8:31 am

    They were an interesting family with Unity and her much vaunted connections to Hitler, Diana and her marriage to Oswald Mosely and Jessica, an avowed communist but, like you, it’s not one that I want to spend much timewith. My lot would also have been busy in the scullery!


    • Café Society December 20, 2017 / 8:57 am

      They were an interesting family, Susan, and I think my awareness of that only managed to compound my disappointment in the novel. In future I shall stick to factual accounts and explore their lives as a means of insight into those mid century years.


  3. Rebecca Foster December 20, 2017 / 9:51 am

    I went out of order with these: I read Love in a Cold Climate in February for a Valentine’s challenge (books with ‘Love’ in the title), then bought a secondhand copy of The Pursuit of Love a few months back as I thought I might as well get the whole story. I haven’t read it yet but plan to some day. I found Mitford’s work amusing but definitely aristocratic.


    • Café Society December 20, 2017 / 10:12 am

      Love in a Cold Climate was one of my possible choices for a contemporary novel from 1949 for my Years of My Life Project. Having read this, I don’t think I’m going that way. I have Marghanita Laski’s Little Boy Lost as an alternative. I’ll try and get round to that over the Christmas period.


  4. Lory @ Emerald City Book Review December 20, 2017 / 8:45 pm

    Definitely skip Love in a Cold Climate, it will certainly annoy you no end. Marghanita Laski sounds interesting. Or Shirley Jackson’s The Lottery and Other Stories – I’m an a Jackson kick right now.


    • Café Society December 20, 2017 / 9:07 pm

      I’ve had an irritating month one way and another, having just finished a book for review which I know is going to be heavily hyped and which I think is dreadful. I can do without anything else annoying me. My project is based round British authors but I will mark down Jackson for later notice.

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  5. Helen December 20, 2017 / 9:27 pm

    I have never been tempted by Nancy Mitford’s books and although I do sometimes enjoy country house novels, based on the passages you’ve quoted here I think I would find this one as annoying as you did. I did love Little Boy Lost and will be interested to know what you think if you do get round to reading it.


    • Café Society December 22, 2017 / 9:42 am

      It’s on the pile, Helen, although I suspect it will be January now before I get round to it.


  6. kaggsysbookishramblings December 20, 2017 / 9:32 pm

    I expect I would feel much like you at the moment. I’d most definitely have to be in the right frame of mind for this book…


    • Café Society December 22, 2017 / 9:43 am

      I definitely wasn’t in a Christmas mood of Peace on Earth and all that when I read this, Karen. I’m sure you’re right that it is a book you have to be in a forgiving mood for.

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  7. FictionFan December 21, 2017 / 12:41 am

    I had much the same reaction to the only Nancy Mitford I’ve read – The Blessing. I’m afraid these whining aristos just don’t “speak” to me, and her attitude to women appalled me even for the era. In that one, it was all about how husbands must be expected to be unfaithful, and wives mustn’t be so silly as to let it annoy them…


    • Café Society December 22, 2017 / 9:45 am

      At which point, it being able to get at Mitford herself, I would have taken out a metaphorical pistol and put it to my own head just to relieve the misery!

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  8. Desperate Reader December 22, 2017 / 10:37 pm

    I read these in my teens and loved them, probably because I’d never encountered anything so outrageously snobbish, to the point reading her felt excitingly transgressive. Now, as you do, I find Mitford and her characters generally annoying. I think it’s because there’s basically so much spite and ill will for anything she doesn’t like, and there’s such a lot of things she doesn’t like.


    • Café Society December 24, 2017 / 9:57 am

      You’re right, although I hadn’t pinned it as well as you have. There is no thought that here way might not be the only way let alone that it might not be the best.


  9. Kat January 2, 2018 / 6:48 pm

    Oh, I’m in the Mitford camp, but, yes, Nancy was a terrible snob. There are so many British snobbish writers. And we probably never quite get what it means in the U.S. I once sent my husband out to Barnes and Noble in the middle of the night to buy a collection of their letters.

    P.S. There have been two good miniseries of “Love in a Cold Climate.” (Prob the BBC,). Maybe one of those will inspire you.


    • Café Society January 2, 2018 / 8:43 pm

      I have a copy of the letters somewhere. I must look it out. It might make me more sympathetic.


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