It has to be said that as a gentleman who works with many ladies of mature
years, I have discovered more than I really want to know about the
relationship a woman has with her mother. Some of these relationships are
good. As daughter grows older she comes to recognise the mother for the wise
lady she is, and as the mother grows older she recognises the sensible woman
her daughter has become.
Some are not so good, but few have been as troublesome as the relationship
Madam Rosamie had with her mother, known universally as the Dowager. For
some reason it appears that the Dowager held her daughter in supreme
contempt and made no secret of the fact. What made things difficult for
Madam Rosamie was that the Dowager was always so nice to everybody else.
Now I’m not sure at what age a girl will start buying her…
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