Monday, December 7, 2009
Life as a servant.............
……..get’s a bit surreal from time to time – well most of the time actually! When our employer was in residence over summer, he thought that we needed more parking space for guests etc and because he thought more cars parking would spoil the look of the place, decided that it should go underground…consequently we have a HUGE hole in the meadow and a building project of industrial proportions going on around us. When it is finished it will be invisible.
Last weekend two of our employer’s family came for a “country weekend” with their friends. We had been given a brief by the parents, who was coming, what rooms to prepare, what meals were being eaten ‘out’ and what sort of meals they would like when they were eating “in”….. ……..everything changed, of course….guest numbers went up and down and rooms that had been deemed suitable by the parents were discarded by the ‘young hosts’. Meals that the parents had thought were going to be eaten ‘out’ were of course eaten ‘in’ and meal numbers fluctuated between 8-10. A traditional Thanksgiving Dinner was requested for 8pm on the Saturday night…at 7.30pm I was asked to put it on hold for 30mins as another young friend was flying in by helicopter (as you do!)……..Two hours later said young guest arrived and the meal was served! (Rod and the resident young-uns having guided the heli into a paddock with their torches, in the dark and freezing cold).
Uber-rich kids are pretty much the same as kids everywhere except they have bigger toys and people to pick up after them……they were very polite and well mannered and hoovered up cookies at an alarming rate as well as large quantities of Daddy’s Moet!!
The photos are a bit random, because I’m having “issues” with storage – the HOLE, the Manor kitchen, a fav sunset and one that I took from my hairdresser’s window in Soho – “make my day”!!!!!
Christmas is looming and we are feeling a bit bereft….wish you were here xxxxxxxxxx
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