I went here today. Very interesting and it’s been a good day. When they built/rebuilt the house in the 1930s, they spent an astonishing amount of money on it – all the more remarkable because they didn’t actually own it, it was only leasehold. They incorporated all sorts of features that I hadn’t realised had been invented by then, such as an elaborate under-floor (and upstairs, sometimes over-ceiling) heating system, all powered by a boiler in the cellar. Only trouble was, it didn’t occur to the architects or anyone else that you don’t need exactly as much heating in all parts of the house at the same time, so when it was on the bedrooms tended to be far too hot as it was all on a single circuit and there was no way of controlling any individual area. They also had the facility to pipe music into any room from the gramophone and had a system for the vacuum cleaner, so that a hose could be plugged into an outlet in the skirting board and the motor in the basement sucked all the dust up into a central container. Rather appealing work-saving idea for people who had plenty of household staff and never picked up a duster in their lives.
We had a really quick journey and arrived over an hour earlier than we expected, so had coffee and had a look around the gardens before the tour. We also had no hold-ups on the way home, very lucky. I’d had to leave home early this morning because, on my way home last night, the low fuel light came on. I have never established quite how long I can go from that point, but occasionally have gone right down to pretty well flat-lined (usually on the way home from Mike, he seems to have the knack of returning my car to me at just that point), but I haven’t run out of petrol since I was 18 years old and my mother, my sister and I all used the same car … I don’t know who drove it home almost empty one Friday, but the car stopped less than two miles from home when I drove it the next day. Taught me a lesson anyway, hasn’t happened again in all these years. It was surprising to me, how many other people were filling up at 7 o’clock this morning in Norwich. I have to admit that, whilst I used to check oil, water and tyre pressure in my car, I’ve rather let the job go over the years, because the Sage does it anyway, whether I do or not.