WANDERING IN FRANCE

Leisurely, pretty, affectionate, and often obvious descriptions of travelling through France. Hulme is idyc in his tastes and appreciations which run to Watteau and Corot and their counterparts in other fields. Singularly dated in feeling no implication of a country on the brink of disaster. I am assuming it was written before the threat of war was closed. History, art, literature, music, the countryside, all touched upon with a somewhat paternalistic gentility in the manner of ""let me take you on another little journey"".