Ladies who Lunch

Tomorrow is International Women’s Day – this post isn’t about that, but I wanted to just mention that until 1982 a publican in the UK could refuse to serve alcohol to a woman. (In the sense of her buying it herself. Apparently it was OK if there was a bloke buying it for her). That’s…

Scaffolding, silverfish and sponges

I spent yesterday and the day before taking guided tours around East Riddlseden Hall, and talking to visitors about the conservation work that we do over the winter. More happens in the house when it’s closed than when it’s open!! As you know, my husband left back in February. It’s meant that many things have…

What a Way to Make a Living

I’ve been at my new job a month now, designing kitchens for a well-known DIY store. I feel like I’m back in the game. I took my eye off the ball for a while there, getting myself into a situation where my only income was the business I ran with my husband (you know, the…

The End of the Seventeenth Century

In February 2016 I was earning next to nothing in a job that was causing me a great deal of stress. So we discussed it, my husband and I: a proper grown-up discussion. He got me to put into words what it was that I enjoyed about the job, and in fact why I felt…