Paris-Manchester 1918
Conservatoires in time of war

…I encountered Mrs Craven the other day who said that she was nearly worn out – I said why did she keep on at the Red Cross work – she said “Well, I’ll tell you, – you don’t know what my life is because your husband is “a sport”.  I’ve spent all my life drudging & slaving after the opposite sex – my father wants as much waiting on as a child, my husband is the same, my only child is a boy, – I started life with a better brain than any of my brothers, but I only got half an education – and I’ll stick to this R.C. work till I drop, because it’s my only chance of hobnobbing with a few well educated women and getting away from the drudgery of home.  I don’t mind work but I’m sick of being looked upon as a creature with no brain…