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I never went to school. I had governesses who taught me reading and writing and Mathematics and History. I got through an incredible number. Having a ‘gov’ wasn't like being in a classroom. The gov watches you day and night. I had other classes as well. A French class was got up for the children of the district. Monsieur Poiret came from Leeds University every week to teach us. We had dancing lessons in the Town Hall. It could be trying, because one was made to do the waltz or polka with some little boy that you couldn't bear. We had a drawing class taken by the headmaster of Leeds Art School. I had always been interested in drawing. My mother used to illustrate all her letters to me when I was at the sea with my nanny. And at Easter, she used to paint my Easter eggs. I wasn't particularly musical – I liked other things better. My mother bought me a violin in the hopes that I'd learn it. I did for a bit but I sold it to buy a pony. By the time I stopped lessons, I was leading a life of leisure and a great deal of enjoyment. I was learning how to live with older people and how to treat them.