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We were educated by a governess, Miss Cornish, who was the daughter of the headmaster of Eton. Our education was entirely literary, as girls' education usually was. It puzzles me, because Father was an engineer and the tradition in the family was in science and engineering, but they never took us to see a canal or a tunnel, we were taken to see Dr Johnson's house in Lichfield. They didn't show us Erasmus Darwin's house up the road. Sometimes, Mother taught us, and that was always rather unfortunate. Father took Maths sometimes and that was very entertaining. Father was a terrific historian and he used to ask us questions at dinner, like, ‘When was the battle of Waterloo?’ and if you said, ‘1815’ he said, ‘Silly! I didn't mean the year! What month?’