Love not lust
1. Silk Romance – 1945
Our house in Jordon Gate was one of the oldest in Macclesfield a 15th Century stone cottage with giant wooden beams taken it was said from the 13th century castle that belonged to Robert De Jordan.
This famous medieval silk town Macclesfield stands in the Heart of England, two hours north of London by the intercity fast train. Medieval towns were protected by walls and gates. The house stands in one of the last remaining gate streets.
Well imagine a house that has been a witness to many people for over five hundred years that has held a lot of passion and pain, it was for many years an undertakers home and workshop and the legend of the house was that several demonic spirits were said to haunt it, and two restless spirits of two monks who guarded the stairs.Here I was born in the main bedroom at the end of World War 11.
Mummy worked on Making silk Parachutes when pregnant with me[/caption]
While on my silk road journey in China at the height of my silk Fashion Business I discovered that it was two monks who stole the silkworm secret of sericulture and took it to the west.
They had hidden the silk worms in bamboo poles and left China bringing the secrets to England. My birth place was in a town famous for its silk.The Silk town of Macclesfield which became the center of sericulture in the 18th century in England and now houses the only silk museum in England.
Who knows but it’s fun to imagine…perhaps the spirits in Jordangate house were those very Chinese based territorial spirits who had been picked up by these monks in the bamboo poles when they lived in China.
Like all demonic spirits they had needed a human body to inhabit to return them to China, a body which had to be induced with a desire for their purpose, to return them to Soochow the main home of silk weaving and embroidery in China, perhaps they chose me?
As my wise granddaughter Emily of two and half years old said to me at the time when I first started writing my story over another questionable matter – ”Perhaps and Perhaps not”