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The way we were: Snobbery

Extracts from memoirs and diaries compiled by Ian Irvine

By Ian Irvine   June 2019

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Virginia Woolf writes in her diary:

“We went up to visit the Murrys [John Middleton Murry and his wife, Katherine Mansfield] & see Hampstead Heath.  Our verdict was that the crowd at close quarters is detestable; it smells; it sticks; it has neither vitality nor colour; it is a tepid mass of flesh scarcely organised into human life. How slow they walk! How passively and brutishly they lie on the grass! How little of pleasure or pain is in them! But they looked well…

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