What a delightful memory, Ian. I'm so jealous! How I'd loved to have met her. And seen those brooches. Interesting that six were worn to the bookshop.
Here are a only a couple:
And here three were worn at her neckline when visiting her great friend and fellow chatelaine the Marchioness of Cholmondeley.
The dowager duchess wrote that when Lady Cholmondeley came to stay at Chatsworth for a shooting party, her jewel case was so large and heavy that the staff mistook it for a cartridge case and took it to the gunroom.