An entertaining history of English country houses but brush up on your Peers of the Realm knowledge before delving in. The author drops hundreds of names of obscure lords, earls, viscounts when describing the elegant houses and I lost track. “In 1939 the golden age of the country house, with its lavish entertaining and its armies of servants, was a distant memory – and, in truth, a memory that had been burnished by the passage of time until it shone more brightly than it ever had in real life.” I like the clear-eyed cynicism of the writer, who acknowledges that much of the country house cachet was manufactured (think Downton Abbey) and built on the backs of peasants. My love of historic architecture temporarily trumped cynicism.
After two World Wars and societal upheaval, most country house owners were forced to sell out and sever their centuries-old ties with the land. “’Chatsworth may not go on as a family home,’ the 11th Duke of Devonshire told his wife as they wrestled with the prospect of maintaining that vast pile in the early 1950s. ‘But I don’t want to be the one to let it go.’” It’s hard to pity them; I just wanted to hear about their malachite staircases, entry halls, and moonlit terraces. The book was a little too heavy on the gossip about owners and too light on architecture. I did learn that 400 country houses were demolished in the 1950s and 300 more in the 1960s. Then a vigorous program of preservation kicked in and now the National Trust manages more than 200 of the most famous historic houses. The other 1,400 or so not preserved were snapped up by foreigners and the occasional celebrity.
The book also does a thorough job of exploring the various interior decorators who became famous for Blenheim Palace or Hinton Ampner, as well as the sports and hunting parties at Rolleston Hall or Belton House. Lots of sunbathing, overeating, drinking, dancing, and garden parties. Some of the castles were turned into zoos and animal parks just to save them. One of the highlights was the chapter on rock and roll musicians who bought English country houses: Roger Daltrey, John Lennon, Bill Wyman, Eric Clapton, they were all in on it. At Holmshurst, a 1650 Jacobean house bought by Daltrey, he wrote cleverly, “You can see for miles and miles, no drugs required.”