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Harry Mount's How England Made the English: From Why We Drive on the Left to Why We Don't Talk to Our Neighbours is packed with astonishing facts and wonderful stories.
Q. Why are English train seats so narrow?
A. It's all the Romans' fault. The first Victorian trains were built to the same width as horse-drawn wagons; and they were designed to fit the ruts left in the roads by Roman chariots.
For readers of Paxman's The English, Bryson's Notes on a Small Island and Fox's Watching the English, this intriguing and witty book explains how our national characteristics - our sense of humour, our hobbies, our favourite foods and our behaviour with the opposite sex - are all defined by our nation's extraordinary geography, geology, climate and weather.
You will learn how we would be as freezing cold as Siberia without the Gulf Stream; why we drive on the left-hand side of the road; why the Midlands became the home of the British curry. It identifies the materials that make England, too: the faint pink Aberdeen granite of kerbstones; that precise English mix of air temperature, smell and light that hits you the moment you touch down at Heathrow.
Praise for Harry Mount:
'Highly readable, encyclopeadic, marvellous, illuminating. Mount portrays England via dextrous excavations of its geography, geology, history and weather' Independent
'Fascinating. Mount's an intelligent, funny and always interesting companion' Daily Mail
'Charming and nerdily fact-stuffed' Guardian
Harry Mount is the author of Amo, Amas, Amat and All That, his best-selling book on Latin, and A Lust for Window Sills - A Guide to British Buildings. A journalist for many newspapers and magazines, he has been a New York correspondent and a leader writer for the Daily Telegraph. He studied classics and history at Oxford, and architectural history at the Courtauld Institute. He lives in north London.
351 pages, Kindle Edition
First published January 1, 2012
“This indifference to bad weather bleeds into the pleasingly unself-indulgent side of the English, along with its more extreme Spartan edges: including a positively masochistic taste for discomfort and rain, and the ideal combination of the two – the camping holiday.”
“Where buildings become archetypally English is in the adaptation of those foreign architectural features – an example of our make-do-and-mend, hodgepodge approach to the visual arts, our taste for the compromise over the grand projet, and our preference for customizing other people’s ideas rather than creating our own.” [e.g. Italian-inspired terrace houses]
“The English aren’t good at immaculate, idealized beauty – whether it’s their clothes, their art or their teeth. The beauty that springs up, unbidden, from apparent neglect is more their thing.”
“In England, 100 years is nothing and 100 miles is enormous; in America, it’s the other way round.”