Romeo Coates
Auntie Nazi League
WHILE I WAS attempting to quietly enjoy the recent Sunday night TV adaptation of The Pursuit of Love, the pesky nephew would insist on repeatedly reading out irate comments from the Twitter comrades. Apparently, the BBC was being lambasted for daring to give airtime to “posh people in posh houses”, based on a novel written by “Nazis” (not quite the right Mitford sister, though doubtless a minor detail).
What’s more, it was declared director and screenwriter Emily Mortimer was nothing more than a shameless, jolly hockey sticks, champagne socialist type, guilty of flagrant nepotism to boot. Sensibly, Ms Mortimer had chosen to
