Hello VM, as you may imagine, I was enthralled by her stories but as I didn't get to know her until the 1980s when she was in her 70s, there is little that I can tell you of the vast gap between her childhood and her later years. I'm not even certain that she saw why I was so fascinated by the story. She told it, I suppose, in the same way we all speak of our pasts, quite matter of factly and when I suggested that she wrote about it, she really didn't believe that anybody, other than friends and family, would be interested. After her husband died, she moved away to be with a daughter-by this time she was well into her 80s-and she decided that the time had come to write the book!!! She called it, and here, dear VM, I must bow to your knowledge of Russian, Baryshnia??-I believe it to be one of numerous titles used in Russia and meaning "daughter of a master (craftsman)"-because this was how the servants referred to her. She was heartbroken at having to leave them, they were her great friends. I will try to find out if she was ever interviewed, but I feel it highly unlikely-in fact, I think it more likely that I am the first to speak of it outside of her environmental circle!!! Regarding Alexandra's clothes, whilst it is entirely possible that she was in mourning, it is equally possible that she was wearing a dark shade of ANY colour. She was being seen through the eyes of a small child who was much more interested in the sparkle which may have appeared as a halo of light. I'd like to believe she smilled graciously even though she didn't get the flowers!!!