Our maid Norah split TPR’s mug of coffee all over our white bed linen. She didn’t flinch.

“Don’t you realise that you could have scalded me?” I shouted from under the covers. From the look on her face, it appeared that this was no concern of hers at all.

I later told TPR that we would have to get rid of her and all the others. We couldn’t run our busy household with such incompetent staff.