Work calls at 4am, sharing a client’s teenage daughter’s bedroom, round trips to France just to purchase a husband’s favourite saucisson . . . these are just some of the ‘urgent’ things I’ve been called on to do while in the employment of some of Britain’s richest families.
Now 55, I’ve worked in household administration and management for almost 30 years, although sometimes it feels longer.
The perks are endless: I’m paid astonishingly well (at my peak I earned £150,000), my fridge is always full (their uneaten suppers carted home) and I’ve never had to worry about this year’s wardrobe because I’m
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