Showing posts with label household help. Show all posts
Showing posts with label household help. Show all posts

Thursday, January 16, 2014

Economizing with Dearest Eulalia

Betty Anonymous on a timely post-holiday topic...


Did you ever have to economize, or, in other words, have to scrape and scrimp, cut down on expenses, lay out your money with a careful eye?

Economizing with Dearest Eulalia

I don’t know how many times I have read Dearest Eulalia.  I know I had always read things the way The Great Betty had meant them.  But this time my eyebrows shot up with mounting incredulity, in utter amazement, in total stupefaction... – What was that, dear little red pen?  You think I’m overdoing it?  Nah! – penlike Snort!

With something like nostalgia, I remember my days as a student, "far away" from home (about 480 km/300 miles). – Ok, I had worked at a place more than ten times that distance from home before but that was different. – Anyway, I always had enough money during those days but I tried to keep expenses down to a minimum so I could afford the train ride home during holidays, between semesters, or for the odd weekend.  (Hey, that’s almost like a Neels heroine!)  I bought a lot of my groceries at discount stores, back when discount stores did completely without frills or brand names.  The cheapest pasta, the cheapest cheese, the cheapest bread... You get the picture.

If only I had known, back then, that there was another way to save money on groceries, a way that would help me keep up appearances and eat like a king at the same time...

But then, the book I could have used as a guide would not be written for more than a decade.



Eulalia‘s Shopping List

Earl Grey
cheap tea bags
the finest coffee beans
tin of instant coffee
Cooper‘s marmalade














sugar
flour
Bath Olivers

















farm butter
butter substitute
Brie
Port Salut cheese
a few slices of the finest bacon
streaky bacon
lamb cutlets, a couple
chicken breast
lamb’s kidneys
minced beef
some sausages
potatoes
cabbage
celery
carrots
grapes

If this is what Eulalia buys when pay day is a week away and the housekeeping purse is almost empty, then I don’t want to see what’s on her shopping list on pay day and the days thereafter. In fact, I am no longer surprised their housekeeping purse is almost empty at this point.

"She frowned as she spoke; pay day was still a week away and the housekeeping purse was almost empty. The Colonel's pension was just enough to pay for the maintenance of the house and Jane's wages; her own wages paid for food and what Jane called keeping up appearances [...]

"'That's a mercy. Now, Miss Lally, you do your shopping; I'll hang out the washing—see if you can get a couple of those small lamb cutlets for the Colonel and a bit of steak for us—or mince. I'll make a casserole for us and a pie if there's enough...'

"Eulalia got her coat from the hall and fetched a basket and sat down at the table to count the contents of her purse.  A week to pay day so funds were low.

"'It had better be mince,' she said.  'It's cheaper.'  And then she added, 'I hate mince...'

"She looked up and saw that Jane was smiling — not at her but at someone behind her. Mr van der Leurs was standing in the doorway holding the coffee tray. 'Delicious coffee,' he observed, 'And I was delighted to meet the Colonel.'  [...]

"Mr van der Leurs, without appearing to do so, noted that she bought Earl Grey, the finest coffee beans, Bath Olivers, farm butter, Brie and Port Salut cheese, Cooper's marmalade and a few slices of the finest bacon; and, these bought, she added cheap tea bags, a tin of instant coffee, a butter substitute, sugar and flour and streaky bacon. It was the same at the butcher's, where she bought lamb cutlets, a chicken breast, lamb's kidneys and then minced beef and some sausages.  He hadn't gone into the shop with her but had stood outside, apparently studying the contents of the window.  At the greengrocer's he followed her in to take the basket while she bought potatoes and a cabbage, celery, carrots and a bunch of grapes.
 
"'We make our own bread,' said Eulalia, bypassing the baker.

"Mr van der Leurs, keeping his thoughts to himself, made light-hearted conversation as they returned to the house.  It was evident to him that living was on two levels in the Colonel's house, which made it a sensible reason for him to marry her as quickly as possible."

It is sooo sweet of Eulalia and Jane to scrape and scrimp just so that the Colonel won’t know how bad the state of their finances really is, to let him enjoy the creature comforts he is used to probably all his life.  I don’t know what I would have done in their stead.  I am very much afraid I would have been a bit more of a realist and would have introduced meals to the Colonel’s menu that would have been a little easier on the housekeeping kitty.

 

Friday, May 10, 2013

Bibbidi Bobbidi Boo


In case you've a yearning to hear the song.

If we are honest with ourselves, I think we all have to admit that no matter the joys of brand new children or grandchildren, smokin’ hot crossword-puzzle experts at the breakfast table, new homes for furbishment in the West (Texas) Country, or placid husbands who gaze lovingly at us whilst driving with quiet competence across several counties so we can explore the Cheddar Gorge or Carlsbad Caves or whatever, that there are moments when we’d be tempted to trade it all in for life in Betty-land.  After all, Amelia Esmerelda has all that plus an account at Harrod’s and a pair of butlers, and a dog that apparently never bespoils the Aubusson.  Plus she has an array of Aubussons.

I know you’d never really give up your wonderful family and friends for a luxurious home in Menkemaborg, a Mini of your own and a future full of little boys who will grow to very big boys indeed and lovely-eyed little girls who are pretty when they smile, all tromping about the gardens in Wellington boots with Old Trott and two boys standing by to repair the damage – but.  Every now and now, you think about it.

So I’m curious:  what’s your single favorite element of the Fantasyland that is Amelia Esmerelda’s post-nuptial life?  I’m going to do another little poll thing like the Christmas-scene poll of a few months back (December, I think it was).  My candidates would of course include faithful retainers, which just seems like a blissful accoutrement of the good life.  But you may wish to nominate three course lunches, splendid teas and four course dinners that don’t lead to inappropriate weight gain, or impeccably well-behaved children (and even stepchildren, though they may be quite horrid at first), or a socking great dress allowance, the figure to pull off haute couture ballgowns, or antique epergne and tallboys that are neither dented nor odd smelling and never need polishing (by you, anyway).

Lunch at Betty's.
 
Once I have your ideas, I’ll put up that poll.  If you’d care to disclose why you most appreciate the element of Bettylife you nominate, that might make for entertaining reading.

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Betty by the Numbers: Families Redux



Betty Barbara posed some questions about dreamy, distracted dads, stable families and bad examples of parentkind in the discussion following the reprise of Judith.  'Ah hah!' I thought, "an excuse for reprising BbtN: Families!"  This was a fun one to research and to write, despite my ragingly powerful preference for the happy families, which include many that are missing a key member or two, like Sophy Greenslade's and Kate Crosbie's.  I do hope you will find it informative, maybe amusing, and perhaps, at times, a bit surprising.

There’s a wide variety of opinion on the Neels families.  Some appreciate the pathos a clinging, selfish mother, great-aunt or granny provides; some enjoy raging against evil stepmothers/sisters/brothers; some find pleasure in a good cry when a cherished daughter’s world is ripped apart by untimely deaths of loved ones by illness or traffic accident.  And then – let’s see what else – well, you can cheer on our heroine as she keeps home and hearth together for needy but staunch siblings and the occasional elder, or you can sink into the warm bath of an intact, independent nuclear family with a shabby but good furnishings, an elderly pet or two, and a garden in need of weeding.

As I went through the list, I discovered a few others.  All told, I’ve categorized the families as:

Adopt Me! – mostly intact nuclear families with a home (usually in the country), a reasonable income from dad’s profession or sensible estate-planning, a few heirlooms and a few pets; the heroine looks forward to going home to be stuffed with cake and discreetly questioned about eligible medicos

Mean People Sxxk – outright cruel, usually step-relatives; the heroine sometimes reflects, “she had tried to love xxx, but...”

Weeping Despots – where someone binds the heroine by ties of ersatz affection, demanding time, money, labor and dainty meals but providing nothing but mean-spirited digs; the heroine often reflects that, “of course she loved xxx, but...”

And Tuppence for Sissy’s New Socks – heroine feels obligated to commit her organizational skills and salary-earning abilities to the maintenance of usually-younger relatives (although Mum may need a hand, too) who appreciate all she does (i.e., the family pitches in with the washing up, and cycles off to school or a genteel job willingly enough)

Orphans – family just isn’t an issue; maybe it was a nice family, maybe she can barely remember them; a cold aunt or grandmother may be in the background

Sudden Impact – the mainstay(s) of our heroine’s family dies in the course of the book, sometimes without warning, other times after a brief illness

Just Us Two – mum and daughter, or a similar combo, living together amicably and helping each other along without emotional blackmail or abuse

Outliers – just can’t seem to cram them in anywhere else

With the understanding that one person’s Meanie is another’s Weeping Despot, let’s see how the 135 books break down, shall we?

ADOPT ME!

Good news for me, as an escapist who wants nice fantasies when reading Betty – the largest category is the warm and loving and (mostly) intact family.  So Yay! for the country GPs, solicitors, vicars and vets who can keep their wives in teapots and well-worn but lovingly-polished quality furnishings, and their kiddies in Wellington boots and buttered muffins.  There’s a total of 45 happy families in the Neels oeuvre, from Adelaide Peters’s pater, Parson Peters, her protective Mum and younger twin brothers in Sister Peters in Amsterdam (1969) to Vicar Selby et al in An Ordinary Girl (2001).  A full one-third of the collection (45 of 135) features these perfectly pleasant people!

Of the happy families, 42 are intact nuclear units; two are headed by widows and one by a widower.  The bucolic English village is home to 41 of them, while three live in London; the Fosters of The Mistletoe Kiss (1997) have lost their happy home in Somerset and are forced to live in London, but make their way, happily ever after, to Dorset before story’s end.  Only one mother is credited with any money-earning capability:  greeting-card illustrator Mrs. Pagett of Marrying Mary (1996); two mothers ostensibly help out with the family B&B, but are never shown exerting effort.









Sure, in some books it’s not all scones ‘round the fire and grubbing happily in the garden, but in Neels-land country living with dad, mum and a clutch of kiddies is endless delight.


Sadly, the happy families began to peter out as Mrs. Neels aged.  In the fifteen books copyrighted 1998-2001, we get only two – just 1%! – whereas exactly half of the fourteen books copyrighted 1969-1972 offer up these aspirational examples of domestic comfort.  Whatever happened?


MEANIES AND WEEPING DESPOTS

Next most common:  The Meanies!  Some people love to loathe them, I suppose – I just loathe them.  They start with Tabitha in Moonlight’s (1972) horrid stepmother and spoilt stepsister pick, pick, picking until the poor woman, who can rock a bikini, has no self-esteem left.  And then they sell Tara!  I mean, Chidlake!  From there, the Meanies just keep going, reaching their nadir with the unspeakable Stepmother Saunders and her foul spawn Basil in The Promise of Happiness (1979), who keep poor Rebecca broke, chained to the scullery, and cowed by vile threats against the welfare of her beloved breakdowns Bertie and Pooch.  That book’s very happy ending could have been improved, so slightly, by Tiele’s knocking down Basil when he attempts to re-kidnap the ridiculous Rebecca-who-doesn’t-like-to-make-a-scene.




Rebecca, cleaning up after Basil, and hoping she’ll find a few farthings under the Aga to help fund her escape with an old dog, an old cat, a crust and a length of string.


So who’s meaner, the flat-out bad guys or the wistfully smiling Weeping Despots?  The classic is the pretty, delicate, selfish mother who spends the housekeeping money on manicures whilst complaining, gently, that her graceless and plain daughter can’t seem to put lobster bisque on the table more than once a fortnight.  It is wrong to blame the victim, but honestly don’t you sometimes want to grab Hannah and her sisters-in-psychological-abuse and shriek, “Just get out!”  And be sure it’s not just Mummy dearest; there are also snooty aspiring-fashion-model sisters, bone-idle dads and maybe even a pathologically narcissistic brother or two.






Mrs. Paige, so beautiful as a girl, posed for the cover of Benny Davis’s 1922 song ‘Poor Little Me,’ which became her theme.  The lyric is better suited to daughter Matilda:  “Nobody ever takes me out/they say I don’t know what it’s all about.”  Except, of course, Matilda never complains.  Incidentally, has anyone in real life ever actually referred to herself as “poor little me” and expected to be taken seriously, as Mrs. P and her fictional sisters do?


There are minor despots, pretty little sisters Joyce and Louisa, in The Hasty Marriage (1977) and Winter Wedding (1979), but it is in Hannah (1980) that the master manipulators begin to shove into more of the books.  A handful of horrors:  the widow Proudfoot of A Little Moonlight (1991), the blackmailing (literal, not just emotional) Mr. Smith and Pretty Little Sister Smith of The Bachelor’s Wedding (1995), and the gaggingly inept whiner Mrs. Paige and her oblivious, invalid husband of Matilda’s Wedding (2000).  Yuck to all of them; I’m going to bleach my keyboard to clean them away.

We could argue who’s passive and who’s aggressive, but in my categorization I get Meanies as the primary family system in 18 books, or 13% of the canon, and Weeping Despots in 14, or 10%.

TUPPENCE FOR SISSY

The despotism of fate keeps many of our heroines tied to loving, plucky family members – and when I say many, I mean 14, or 10%.  We first encounter this tribe in Visiting Consultant (also known as Surgeon from Holland or Blow Hot, Blow Cold, 1969).  The incomparably wonderful Sophy Greenslade has a loving granny and former bâtman to help out at home, but apparently she’s the primary selfless support for younger siblings Lucas, Penny and Ben – all of them bright, helpful and loving.  Nonetheless, early in the story she reflects sadly that she’ll be in her forties before she can live for herself instead of her clan – unless she marries a rich man...

Eulalia Warburton of Fate Takes a Hand (1995) cares for her orphaned first-cousin-once-removed with the help of the semi-retired housekeeper Trottie, though when Trottie breaks her leg, she may seem more trouble than she’s worth – unless the orthopaedic consultant who cares for the old lady winds up taking all Eulalia’s troubles off her generously-curved shoulders... 

“There isn’t a lot/to spare/who cares/whatever we’ve got we share”

We wave good-bye to the Tuppence crowd in 1997, when the pathologically rude Francesca Bowen of The Fortunes of Francesca supports her elderly aunty and bright little brother, protecting them from Uncle and Aunt Evil.  Fortunately for Francesca, the Meanies are not the primary family unit here, although her efforts to shield the meek from the mean seem, after aunty develops a heart condition, terrifyingly unavailing!  They are doomed to imprisonment by the sociopath side of the family, unless an eminent cardiac surgeon arrives in the nick of time...

ESTABLISHED ORPHANS, NEWLY-CREATED ORPHANS AND SEMI-ORPHANS

There are fourteen orphans, tying for third place with the Tuppence for Sissy and Weeping Despot categories at 10% of the canon.  Note, however, that these Orphans only include those orphaned, and more-or-less alone in the world, before our story opens.  Those orphaned in the course of discovering true love are in a whole ‘nother place.  And the clutch that retain one family stalwart are in yet another.










Rich Dutch doctor, rescued stray, little orphan Araminta


Julia Pennyfeather of The Fifth Day of Christmas (1971) is my first orphan, as I give no weight to her dull, smug brother waiting offstage to shove her into a marriage with his dull, smug friend.  He’d be a Weeping Despot if he had more of a hold on her, but she’s no dummy, and takes herself off to Holland.  Henrietta’s Own Castle (1975) features another independent-minded orphan – my second favorite of the group.  My top pick for orphans is the unflappable Sadie Gillard of A Girl to Love (1982), whose parents are long dead and whose story, for our consumption, begins with the clearing up after the funeral of her beloved if improvident granny.  I believe the only orphaned heroine who spends much of any time thinking about her late parents is Cressida Bingley of A Matter of Chance (1977).  Rector Bingley and his wife are quite recently deceased after a virulent flu swept their small village, and on page five Cressida reflects on the deep grief that still threatens to engulf her.  (By chapter two, she’s got her stiffer upper lip re-attached, and a flu epidemic can ravage the Dutch countryside a hundred pages later without her giving a thought to Mum and Dad.)  Another Henrietta (Cowper, of Only by Chance, 1996) was actually reared primarily in an orphanage, her parents having died when she was one, and her emotionally-cold grandmother five years later.

The orphaned-within-the-text, or Sudden Impact, category is for those heroines who begin our story with some sort of parent, and lose him/her/them to illness or accident.  Think of Mary Jane Pettigrew, hieing off to Cumberland to nurse the stricken granddad who more or less reared her, only to suffer his death on page 37 of Winter of Change (1973).  More dramatically (grandpa was 82, after all), think of Margo Pearson, The Vicar’s Daughter (1996), happily pottering about Daddy’s vicarage, lashings of jam on the table and loving parents to appreciate her good sense and jolie laide quality.  Out of nowhere, on page 76, the “pleasant monotony” of life in Thinbottom is forever ruptured when Bob the bobby arrives to inform her that Mum and Father have died instantly in a head-on collision on the A303.  Surely this is awfully grisly stuff for a romance?  At least she gets to mourn for a few pages, and even discuss the late Pearsons with her brand-new husband a few weeks later.

This moiré layered skirt and Victorian jacket are available from a company called Monochrome, which has dubbed the outfit the “funeral doll.”  Not what Margo wore in Dorset, I suspect.


One thing that surprised me in totting up my maths for this review is that only half of the suddenly-bereft move quickly into a Marriage Of Convenience with their (future) heroes.  I had a vague impression that the deaths of loved ones always served as a plot device to justify the MOC, but in fact five of the eleven Sudden Impact-ers don’t get their proposals until the last few paragraphs.

I made a separate category for the demi-orphans and orphans who have family support in the form of a single parent or other relative (or two sisters for Julia of An Independent Woman, 2001).  They won their own section by having an unique dynamic and twelve appearances in the canon.  With the exception of the casually self-centered George Henry Forbes, brother to Christina of Not Once But Twice (1981), these mini-families are as loving and comforting as the Adopt Me! type – but they’re much less likely to be financially comfortable, and so couldn’t keep me in the style to which I should like to become accustomed.
 

 

Kate supporting Mrs. Crosby during her recuperation from appendicitis.





The co-stars of the Just Us Two families include the brother and two sisters mentioned above, a grandmother, a grandfather, a father, two aunts and a great-aunt, and four mothers.  Stand-outs include Caroline’s Aunt Meg of A Girl in a Million (1993), who takes her to Amsterdam in the first place, Esmerelda’s (1976) well-off mum, who can spot a bounder in 20 seconds (hint: he’s a registrar!  his name is Leslie!  he comments on the resale value of heirlooms!), and Grandfather Crump of A Suitable Match (1990), who can teach the recently-orphaned Crichton nephews all about India, since he lived there.  And maybe science, or Latin or something.

OUTLIERS

Seven families just wouldn’t jam themselves into my infrastructure, so have been tainted as outliers.  A Winter Love Story (1998) has a bit of Sudden Impact and a bit of Just Us Two; The Girl with Green Eyes has a comfortable and intact nuclear family that ignores our heroine rather than loving or tormenting her; Cassandra by Chance (1973) has a nice sister but no apparent parents, and it’s not a Just Us Two as sis is married and Cassandra doesn’t consider their home her own.

No, no – not that one!

The aristocratic Honourable Aunt Bess, mini-aristocrat Cousin Oliver and vapid husband-hunting cousin-in-law Margaret of Grasp a Nettle (1977) provide Jenny with a home base and plenty of excitement, but don’t qualify for any clear category.  Enchanting Samantha (1973) has nice grandparents, Jemima of A Dream Came True (1982) has a loving brother, but he’s brilliant enough to win a grant to study at Boston University, so where does that leave her, and finally, before she gets A Christmas Wish (1994), Olivia lives with both a loving mum and a mean granny.

EXECUTIVE SUMMARY

The final analysis (which does not add to 100% due to rounding):

One-third of Neels families are simply lovely, 13% are aggressively mean and 10% are emotionally manipulative.  Heroines strive to hold together 10% of families, have nothing left to hold in another 10%, and cope with the loss of family mainstays in 8%.  Families of two anchor 9% of the stories, and the remaining 5% are un-categorizable, except as weirdos.  I mean, outliers.  I have added to my to-do list, “re-write The Vicar’s Daughter so those poor people don’t have to die,” ‘cause that one is a serious bummer.

Thursday, October 25, 2012

Betty by the Numbers: Servants’ Names

You’re guessing it’s Jolly, aren’t you?  Sorry – “Jolly” is not the #1 most-common name in the serving class of Neelsland.  But before we get into that, a quick refresher:  in the Novels Neels, 100% of heroes have friends doing the housework, and 42% of heroines (or their families) do.  Total headcount is 82 for the ladies, and 439 (!!) for the gents, for averages of six-tenths of one ‘treasure’ per heroine and three-and-a-quarter ‘gems’ per hero.  If you’re interested in details, you will find my full-ish report on servants or ‘friends’ here.
Mrs. Pike, or perhaps Miss Trot, obliging.

But what do we call all these competent, helpful, wonderful people?  Well, if we are female, we often call them “Mrs.” something.  Over one-third – 29, or 35% – of the heroines’ helps warrant that honorific, from the Brown family’s daily treasure Mrs. Crisp (Tulips for Augusta, 1971) to Mrs. Dash, who obliges the Selby family twice a week (An Ordinary Girl, 2001).  The gentler sex uses the title “Mr.” only with consulting surgeons, vicars, lawyers and such, never with butlers, batmen or garden boys.  Three gardener-types do get the questionable respect offered by the title “Old,” as in Old John, Old Robert and Old Stokes.  There are also three Misses, and two Nannys, one with a surname (Toms) and one with just her title, and all the affection and respect it connotes.  One would think.

Do you leave the garden one day to a cheery, “Good night, Stokes,” and come back the next day to hear, “Good morning, Old Stokes”?  And if so, is that a happy day?

The Great Betty did a marvelous job of imagining names for her treasured friends.  There is actually very little repetition, especially given the vast array of servants with whom she populated her work.  For heroines, only five names repeat:  there are two Mrs. Pikes and two Winnies, and there are unrelated Lovelaces (Mrs. Lovelace in the Lock household of Never While the Grass Grows, 1978, and Katrina’s stalwart butler, Lovelace, in Roses and Champagne, 1983), a Trott and a Miss Trott (called Trottie), and two people named Cook.  That’s “Cook” with a capital C, but whether it’s really the individual’s name or simply a description isn’t clear.  We also have a Miss Mogford and a Mrs. Mogg, both called Moggy, and not to be a confused with a few cats with similar names.  There are also two anonymous gardeners.  That means 88%, or 72, of heroines’ servants have unique names.
Over on the heroes’ side, we have a whole lot more treasure (heh heh) and hence a bit more repetition.  The Dutch seem more inclined to call housekeepers by their first names, and since two-thirds of our future husbands are Dutch, we get a lower percentage of staff with honorifics.  (They also seem to call butler-types by their first name, vs. the English convention of surname without honorific.)  Only 67 of his 439 servants are “Mrs.” someone, or 15%, while nine are Mevrouw.  Seven Juffrouws and five Misses round out the housekeeper/daily woman/cook side of the household, for a total of 87, or 20%, of female servants addressed with titles.  We’ve also got four Misters and two Olds.
Our two most common names behind the barons’ baize doors are Wim and Nel, with seven appearances each – but that’s barely 2% of the men’s servants.  They are never coupled, though there is a married pair named Wim and Elly.  And while the heroines don’t host help with either of those names, Sister Peters’s family treasure is Nellie (Sister Peters in Amsterdam, 1969), giving the Nels a special place in the canon.
Hans Jan Wim, doing what he was born to do.
There are six each (1%) of Hans and Jan, plus six Nannys, only one of whom, Nanny Glover at Ivo’s pied-a-terre in London (A Good Wife, 1999), owns a surname.  We have five each of Anneke, Bep and Jaap, plus five Boots – one Mrs., two Mevrouws, a Juffrouw and also Juffrouw Klara Boot, the burned catalyst of romance for Giles and the Enchanting Samantha (1973).  There are also five unnamed maids of different types.
There are four instances of “Cobb,” with a Cobb, two Mrs. Cobbs, and a Cobb and Mrs. Cobb (married couples count as a single use of a specific surname).  Also amongst the four-peats:  Annie, Rosie and Mrs. Turner, as well as anonymous gardeners and anonymous boys (who usually help in the garden).
There are three roles that turn up three times each:  gardeners (plural, plus the four singular uses of gardener; seriously, if you employ multiple gardeners, what do they do all winter?  Even in summer – are they using scythes to cut the grass?), “others” (so many servants we can’t figure out what all of them do), and dailies – two daily women and a daily help.  Turning to the proper names (much more fun):  nine names occur three times each, including the given names Cor, Domus, Lien, Mies, and Tyske.  On the surname side, there are two Dobbs and Mrs. Dobbses, plus one of those Dobbses has a brother – in An Old-Fashioned Girl (1992) – for a total of three Dobbses (add them to the Cobbs if you like); there’s a Potts and Mrs. Potts, a solo Mrs. Potts, and a Miss Rebecca Potts, former nanny to Haso van der Eisler (A Christmas Wish, 1994); then a bad Miss Murch, a good Miss Murch and a Mrs. Murch; and finally, yes, two matched sets of Jolly and Mrs. Jolly, plus a solo Jolly.

Mrs. Alice Cook, awaiting Old Tom’s arrival with the watercress.
Only 30 names show up twice in the heroes’ attics and basements, from Alice to Willem, which means some 7% of his paid friends share a name with one other hero’s paid friend.  That leaves 218 unique-use names, first and last, amongst his (and eventually her) domestics, which is 50% of his total.  Those include Al, the Butters, Gladys, Mrs. Inch, Hanneke and Janeke, Marta and Martha, Ork, Ortje and Oske, Bantje and Betje and Letje, and Stookje and Tookje and Wolke.
Names occurring in both hero and heroines’ households include Alice, Bessy, Bollinger (but it’s attached to the same man, so doesn’t really count – you’ll recall Dominic gives Abigail’s Bolly a home, albeit in Holland, in Saturday’s Child), Crisp, Dobbs, Dodge, Dora, Emma, Jane, Jenny/Jennie, Mrs. MacFee, Meg,  Pratt, Rosie, Trott, Mrs. Trugg and Twigg.
Of course, some of the best names are Mrs. Broom, Mrs. Buckett and the butler Crook (all single-use).  And I eagerly await the day the characters cross-over, in some future fan-fic, to give all those Jollys a chance to meet Grimshaw, Grimstone and his sister, Miss Rosie Grimstone.
Overall, Mrs. Neels offered us something like 410 different names for her vast collection of treasures.  A lesser writer would have just called them all Alfred, Alice, Eykholt, Godfrey, Griet, Piet and Mrs. White, over and over and over again.  Or at least, that’s what I would do.