I don’t recall exactly how old Rose was when we first met, still small enough to sit in the double pram with her twin brother. Over the years that our families homeschooled together she was always a character from some book or other. I’m not sure when she was actually Rose, however, she was excellent at role play and dress ups, always creating very authentic costumes for every occasion. Those book characters are as real to her and I as the people walking down the street. They are our old friends, so it was a delight to spend a day in her room chatting about those friends while delving through her treasures. Her delicious, vintage, treasures of corsets, lace, tulle, wicker baskets, brass candle holders, pearl buttons, wooden spools of thread and old books, including her collection of different editions of Pride and Prejudice. And then there was the quite lovely mannequin on which hung a half made ball gown that she is creating for herself. The ball has not yet been announced, but she is hopeful for an invitation to Netherfield or Pembley any day.