The kitchen was the centre of activity. Here, bread was baked and family meals cooked and eaten -- pigeon pie was a favourite. Mealtimes in the kitchen were when the family could all get together. Sitting around the large wooden table, everyone would share the stories of their day -- playing in the vaults, creeping upstairs to the Governor's office, riding the wire-cage lift, games of cricket, trips to the market, and being driven to school in a government car.
When the children were little they ran through the buildings. Their father would get upset, especially when they got onto the roof, which was covered with lead.
At night it was very quiet. Everything closed at 11 o'clock. Sundays were very quiet too.