I once bought a large cardboard box with photo-albums and family documents at an auction. Thumbing through other people’s lives is a bit like trespassing, but I love history on grassroots level. And so birthdays, weddings, holidays and ageing people passed me by. Once they were full of life, now they were just nameless memories in a cardboard box. Then I opened album number six, called Rose. Who turned out to be an stunningly beautiful Mistress in Her time. I became intrigued and it took me months to find out a bit more about Her. According to a newspaper clipping, people came from far and near to visit Her dungeon. She was, the article said, a popular lifestyle Mistress who never gave up the belief that Women were born to rule over men. I wished I had known Her, even if just for a while, because She must have been an amazing person. So here’s to Lady Rose, who lived in the past, but believed in the future.