article_snippet: Lady Carnarvon has always been quite frank about the travails of letting a film crew loose inside Lady Carnarvon beautiful home.
article_snippet: Through The Keyhole,’ Lady Carnarvon says.
article_snippet: You lift a girl in your arms and a chair by your arms bottom,’ a girl will say.
article_snippet: But now, instead of tinkling bells, estate staff are summoned by the crackling walkie-talkie her ladyship carries in her hand.
article_snippet: Right on cue, Lady Carnarvon appears in Lady Carnarvon Dad jeans and trainers, coffee mug in hand.
article_snippet: Seeing that the morning room where we are talking is occupied, Lady Carnarvon quietly reverses out the door, like a dog in a Crufts obedience trial.
article_snippet: ‘Lady Carnarvon is very shy,’ Lady Carnarvon wife explains.
article_snippet: It’s far more likely that the Carnarvons were two slightly broken people who made each other complete.