When
sensible, sophisticated Flora Poste is orphaned at nineteen, she decides her
only choice is to descend upon relatives in deepest Sussex. At the aptly named
Cold Comfort Farm, she meets the doomed Starkadders, an eccentric group of
relatives suffering from a wide variety of ailments. But Flora loves nothing
better than to organise other people.
Armed
with common sense and a strong will, she resolves to take each of the family in
hand. A hilarious and merciless parody of rural melodramas, Cold Comfort Farm is one of the
best-loved comic novels of all time.
Comedy is hard work.
Any comedian can tell you that. But comedy fiction writing is an art only the
truly talented should attempt.
And from the majority
reaction of our group, Stella Gibbons falls within this talent pool.
There were some real
belly laughs coming from some of us. In fact, Ann believes that everyone should
have a copy of this book to just open up and read any page simply to lighten up
your life.
The imagery and
language we found brilliant. It was mentioned that quite often, the language
used in classic fiction can be difficult to read and take in. Not so here,
Gibbons did a masterful job of personification and those of us who took the
most delight in this parody of the classic English novel felt her characters to
be the real gems of this book.
All the Stackadders
on Cold Comfort Farm often fell into madness of the most hilarious kind, but
thanks to Flora and her Mary Poppins’ style ability, jollied them out of it and
soon set everything straight with a toss of her pretty little head.
Light hearted fun at
its best, although there were a few of us who found little to laugh at. Both
Denise and Cathy doubted the brilliance of this novel. Found Flora a too good,
control freak with many other characters coming and going from what seemed
nowhere.
Elenor was not sure
what to make of this novel and even unsure that it was meant as a parody.
Taken seriously or
not, this little novel scored high with us. The only consensual negative by its
fans was the extreme disappointment of never knowing what Mrs Stackadder saw in
the woodshed … how to live with such ‘cold comfort’?
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