After finishing her schooling Jude, the country lover, took the plunge and moved to London where she truly embraced city life. She started working for a travel company called Time Off and lived in various areas including Barnes and Hammersmith. Her time with the travel company only served to heighten her desire to see the world. Back in the ‘50s, Franks’ brother, Mike, was one of the ten pound poms who emigrated to Australia and it wasn’t long before Jude was off to visit her Aussie rellies. In the early ‘ 80s she set off for Australia where she met up with Charlotte, an old BHS mate, and they worked together, doing all the ghastly, menial jobs that you do when you’re young, enthusiastic and poor. A particularly trying 6 weeks was spent working in an isolated road house in the middle of the Nullarbor Desert in south western Australia. The fact that its name means No Trees and is known – even by the Aussies - as ‘Nullar-boring’ probably gives a fairly adequate indication of their trials and tribulations. The highlight of their day would be the arrival of the Greyhound bus with its load of weary travellers. If Jude happened to be on sentry duty, having spotted the approaching bus, she would rush into the kitchen, slap her thigh and - doing her best to sound like Doris Day - would holler ‘There’s a coach coming in’! When she returned from her peregrinations, she needed a base and bought a terraced cottage here in Brackley. As the result of a house-naming competition she organised - 23 Magpie Lane - most appropriately, became known as Chez Jay. The house was perfect for her nomadic life style and was a great place for parties. It’s amazing how many people could be squeezed into its cosy rooms and Jude’s ‘dos’ provided some rare occasions for the different threads of her life to come together. She was able to devote time to the little garden at the back of the house where she took great pride in growing vegetables. She was a surprisingly good cook and parcels of banana bread, homemade fudge and other culinary delights were to be treasured. When it came to a choice of career, her gregarious personality made her a natural for the hospitality industry and she worked at various hotels across the country including, of course, Weston Manor Hotel. On the flip side of the noisy, cheerful Jude was a complex lady with a heart of gold. She started to take an interest in what she called ‘the great unwashed’ and began to help people make the best of their limited abilities. She had jobs with various organisations including NORTEC and O.C.D.A. and she set up a number of regional job clubs with the purpose of getting people into employment.