When the sukebind is in bud, orphaned Flora Poste, expensively, athletically and lengthily educated, descends on her relatives at Cold Comfort Farm. There are plenty of them - Judith, alone in her grief; Amos, called by God; Seth, smouldering with sex; Elfine, who needs a little polish; and, of course, Aunt Ada Doom, who saw 'something nasty in the woodshed'. And Flora feels it incumbent on herself to bring order into chaos.
'Delicious... Cold Comfort Farm has the sunniness of a P. G. Wodehouse and the comic aplomb of Evelyn Waugh's Scoop.'
'Very probably the funniest book ever written... a brilliant novel along classic lines.'
Julie Burchill, Sunday Times