The Irish Times has collected what its correpondent Frank McNally considers a history of Ireland as told in the top 100 whinges. Waugh may come top whinger with a total of 9 to his credit:
37. âAmong the countless blessings I thank God for, my failure to find a house in Ireland comes firstâ. (Evelyn Waugh, 1952)
38. âUnless one is mad or fox-hunting there is nothing to draw oneâ. (ditto)
39. âThe houses [âŠ] are very shoddy in building and they none of them have servantsâ bedroomsâ. (ditto)
40. âThe peasants are malevolentâ. (Waugh, contd)
41. âAll their smiles are false as hellâ.
42. âTheir priests are very suitable for themâ.
43. âNo coal at allâ. (Still Waugh)
44. âAwful incompetence everywhereâ.
45. âNo native capable of doing the simplest job properlyâ. (Thatâs enough Waugh – Ed)
These whinges all come from a letter to Nancy Mitford, dated 1 May 1952. See also letter dated 10 May 1952 (Letters, pp. 373-74). If the editor hadn’t intervened, the list could have continued with:
No schools for children.
Mole-like malice.
Detraction is their passion.
At George Moore commemoration, each literary figure demolishing bit by bit every corner of his reputation.
Waugh for several years previously had been looking for a home in Ireland. See previous post. In the end he stuck it out at Piers Court near Dursley in Gloucestershire until 1956 when he moved to Combe Florey near Taunton, Somerset.Â