Having been put off
Thackeray at school, by being made to read
Vanity Fair before I was able to appreciate its sharp social satire, I wish I'd read more of his works, which often go into outright parody. A reference in
The Primrose Way brought me to a Thackeray piece I'd never encountered:
Cabbages, a parody on
Letitia Elizabeth Landon's
Violets apparently written when he was 14.
