Jessica was the only Mitford worth taking seriously
Can there really be any point in yet another fat book about one of the Mitford sisters? Their antics have been appearing in print since the late 1940s, when the eldest – clever, waspish Nancy – displayed their family eccentricities in her sparkling novel The Pursuit of Love. Since then, by a rough count, there have been 15 biographies, individual and joint, including three of both Nancy and Jessica, two vast compendiums of correspondence and five autobiographies by four of the sisters (Jessica wrote two). Have we not had enough of the unreconstructed paterfamilias Lord Redesdale (or Farv); of the Hons (airing) Cupboard, where the girls would take refuge at
