My paternal grandparents owned a textile shop and a small factory. They had a chauffeur, a cook and a live-in maid. My maternal grandfather worked in the city - he was company secretary of a marine cable-laying firm. My mother's parents had a cook and a maid.
My parents didn't have live-in staff, but someone came in twice a week to help my mother clean the house and help with the laundry and the ironing. They also had a gardener, a retired policeman called Mr Fullagar, who came once a week.
We have no staff, no one cleans and the house is perceptually messy, and the garden is a jungle.
Given this trajectory, it's a good job we don't have children.
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