quick question about the Regency era
Jan. 10th, 2012 12:04 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
yahtzeeMy genius flist seems likely to know:
Let us say it's Regency-period England. We have one lord, still alive and holding the title, but for some years now in a state of illness/partial dementia that renders him effectively unable to make his own decisions. Who is most likely to have authority over the estate (and the marriages of his children) -- the son and heir to the title, who is of age but barely; the wife; or an executor, solicitor or person of similar position? In this situation there is no other close male relative of age and similar status/landholding.
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Have been weirdly under the weather for days. Today nausea was added to the mix. Ughhhhh. But I keep on keeping on.
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Before I gave my mother a dog for Christmas, I sat down and seriously questioned whether she was mature enough to handle the responsibility. This was not an idle inquiry.
Today Mom called and said she just seems to be doing it all wrong, and she's tired of worrying about it, and so we have to find another home for the puppy and that's all there is to it. She has had the dog for three weeks and has not yet even had it spayed (before which any assessment of personality is only a guess). When I asked her if she had looked into obedience training or read any of the books on puppy raising I bought her, she acted annoyed.
Much is explained, people.
Let us say it's Regency-period England. We have one lord, still alive and holding the title, but for some years now in a state of illness/partial dementia that renders him effectively unable to make his own decisions. Who is most likely to have authority over the estate (and the marriages of his children) -- the son and heir to the title, who is of age but barely; the wife; or an executor, solicitor or person of similar position? In this situation there is no other close male relative of age and similar status/landholding.
**
Have been weirdly under the weather for days. Today nausea was added to the mix. Ughhhhh. But I keep on keeping on.
**
Before I gave my mother a dog for Christmas, I sat down and seriously questioned whether she was mature enough to handle the responsibility. This was not an idle inquiry.
Today Mom called and said she just seems to be doing it all wrong, and she's tired of worrying about it, and so we have to find another home for the puppy and that's all there is to it. She has had the dog for three weeks and has not yet even had it spayed (before which any assessment of personality is only a guess). When I asked her if she had looked into obedience training or read any of the books on puppy raising I bought her, she acted annoyed.
Much is explained, people.
