{"id":251,"date":"2015-05-28T15:40:28","date_gmt":"2015-05-28T15:40:28","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/kirtlingandupend.org\/wp\/?page_id=251"},"modified":"2015-05-28T16:09:28","modified_gmt":"2015-05-28T16:09:28","slug":"life-below-stairs","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/kirtlingandupend.co.uk\/?page_id=251","title":{"rendered":"Life Below Stairs"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Here are some charming anecdotes of life as a domestic servant in the last era of the North family residence at Kirtling Towers, thanks to Jean Everitt.<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_192\" style=\"width: 466px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><a href=\"https:\/\/kirtlingandupend.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/05\/a_Kirtling_Towers.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-192\" class=\"wp-image-192 size-full\" src=\"https:\/\/kirtlingandupend.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/05\/a_Kirtling_Towers.jpg\" alt=\"Kirtling Towers\" width=\"456\" height=\"343\" srcset=\"https:\/\/kirtlingandupend.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/05\/a_Kirtling_Towers.jpg 456w, https:\/\/kirtlingandupend.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/05\/a_Kirtling_Towers-300x226.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 456px) 100vw, 456px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-192\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Kirtling Towers<\/p><\/div>\n<p>\u201cMy mother, Ivy was the cook at Kirtling Towers from 1925 until 1934\u00a0 &#8211; from the time she was 20 to when she got married.<\/p>\n<p>Ivy had two girls working for her both of whom were called Grace. There was Grace the scullery maid and Grace the kitchen maid. Ivy worked six days a week and was the only one of the kitchen staff to live in at the Towers. She had to start work around 6 o&#8217;clock every morning to prepare for breakfast for Lord and Lady North and was only able to go to bed late in the evening after all of the preparations for the evening meal had been cleared away.<\/p>\n<p>This was a time when the landed families were still doing a lot of entertaining on a grand scale. I remember Ivy telling me how she was frequently called upon to do elaborate preparations for large weekend parties. The Norths even entertained Queen Mary and her household while Ivy was cook.<\/p>\n<p>Every Sunday, on Ivy\u2019s day off she used to get on her bicycle and cycle to her parents who lived at the village of Lode, near Anglesey Abbey. This would have been a round trip of over 20 miles.\u201d<br \/>\n\u201cI remember mother telling me some wonderful anecdotes of life below stairs.<br \/>\nOn one occasion the kitchen staff were preparing a banquet and Ivy was cooking souffl\u00e9s &#8211; a particular favourite of Lady North&#8217;s. Trouble was, soon before the guests were due to arrive, Ivy found that the solid-fuel cooking range was nowhere near the required temperature to cook the souffl\u00e9s.<\/p>\n<p>Fortunately Ivy was a resourceful lady who was not easily beaten. \u201cQuick\u201d, she says to Grace. \u201cGo into the pantry and cut me a good slice of bacon\u201d.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cBut why Miss Ivy?\u201d says Grace in surprise. \u201cYou&#8217;ll see\u201d, says Ivy.<\/p>\n<p>Well, Grace duly returns with the bacon and Ivy opens the oven door and throws it inside. Of course the oven goes woosh and starts to burn much hotter which is exactly what Ivy\u2019s wanted. It looks as if the day has been saved.<\/p>\n<p>But when Grace goes to get the souffl\u00e9s out of the oven, what a shock she gets. They had risen well, but were covered from top to toe in a thick layer of soot that had come down the chimney.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cOh no, says Grace, what shall we do now?\u201d Quick witted Ivy says \u201cWe haven\u2019t time to cook anything else now. Grace, you brush off the soot as best you can and we\u2019ll hope that Lady North doesn&#8217;t notice anything.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>So the souffl\u00e9s are served to the guests and after the meal has finished and the kitchen staff are clearing up, who should appear round the door but Lady North herself. \u201cWell, Ivy, she says. What wonderful souffl\u00e9s. Surely the finest you\u2019ve ever cooked!\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cOne another occasion, Ivy tells me that the Norths were preparing to entertain a\u00a0 party of guests for tennis. Shortly before they were due to arrive, Della, Lady North\u2019s daughter appears in the kitchen, this time with a large box of tennis balls.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cIvy\u201d commands Della. \u201cGet these balls washed and scrubbed so they look good for my guests.\u201d And off disappears Della to see to the preparations above stairs.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWell\u201d, says Ivy. \u201cI&#8217;m blessed if I&#8217;m going to do anything with those balls. That\u2019s not for the likes of us to do\u201d. So when Della appears later and says \u201cI hope those balls are nice and dry\u201d, Ivy says \u201cI\u2019m quite sure they are Ma\u2019am, cos\u2019 they never got wet. It&#8217;s not the job of the kitchen to clean them tennis balls\u201d. And Della North had to be satisfied with that. You didn&#8217;t argue with the cook.<\/p>\n<p>Then there\u2019s the time that one of the Graces was asked to go up to the dining room to clear away the evening meal that Lord and Lady N had just finished. Ivy had made sweets which had been put out on the sideboard for the Master and Mistress to have with their coffee. Grace has a quick look around to check there was noone to see and then starts to help herself to the remaining sweets.<\/p>\n<p>Suddenly a voice booms out from nowhere. \u201cYes, please do help yourself!\u201d What poor Grace doesn\u2019t know is that Lord N\u2019s favourite place to sit after a meal is a wing chair, in which he is completely hidden from the dining table but sees everything that goes on. Needless to say, Grace rushes downstairs in an awful pickle, but they could see she meant no harm.\u201d<\/p>\n<p><strong>With thanks to Jean for telling us these anecdotes.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>Photos courtesy of Penny Close<\/strong><\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_194\" style=\"width: 460px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><a href=\"https:\/\/kirtlingandupend.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/05\/a_Kirtling_Towers_gardener.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-194\" class=\"size-full wp-image-194\" src=\"https:\/\/kirtlingandupend.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/05\/a_Kirtling_Towers_gardener.jpg\" alt=\"Kirtling Towers Gardener\" width=\"450\" height=\"417\" srcset=\"https:\/\/kirtlingandupend.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/05\/a_Kirtling_Towers_gardener.jpg 450w, https:\/\/kirtlingandupend.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/05\/a_Kirtling_Towers_gardener-300x278.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 450px) 100vw, 450px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-194\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Kirtling Towers Gardener<\/p><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Here are some charming anecdotes of life as a domestic servant in the last era of the North family residence at Kirtling Towers, thanks to Jean Everitt. \u201cMy mother, Ivy was the cook at Kirtling Towers from 1925 until 1934\u00a0 &#8211; from the time she was 20 to when she got married. 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