Here's Goodreads' summary:
And my review:An outbreak of hoof-and-mouth disease may have terminated the hunting at the Compton Bobbins' in the Cotswolds, but it has not dampened the Yuletide spirit of the Bright Young Things who find themselves among the oddly assorted guests of the not-so young and quite formidable Lady Maria Bobbin. Hilarious misadventures abound as Lady Bobbin's serenely beautiful daughter, Philadelphia, meets the advances of the very eligible, and equally dull, Lord Lewis and of the charming but penniless Paul Fotheringay, whose terribly serious first novel has, to his dismay, just been hailed by critics as the funniest book of the year. With signature wit and gentle mockery, not to mention her acid malice for the second-rate, Nancy Mitford romps rippingly through the wold and the life of the county set in the cozy English 1930s.
Christmas Pudding by Nancy Mitford
4 stars
A clever satire; extremely ridiculous yet very good fun.
Here are a few funny quotes to give a sense of the style (I just love the last one!)
‘Were they, now?’ said Paul with interest. ‘And how are they? Happy?’
‘Wretched, I believe. Did they expect anything else? What a silly marriage that was, to be sure.’
‘Oh dear,’ said Paul gloomily, ‘it really is rather disillusioning. When one's friends marry for money they are wretched, when they marry for love it is worse. What is the proper thing to marry for, I should like to know?”
‘You are a wordily little beast, Bobby,’ said Paul gloomily, but without rancour.
‘Yes, aren’t I? It does pay so much better to be.
‘...Father’s sisters all married well, as it happens, which leaves me quite nicely connected.’
‘You’re a damned little snob.’
‘I know; I glory in it.’







