tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57423828816672940172024-02-07T17:39:20.028-08:00ukfamilyhistoryresearchUK and Worldwide Family History, Ancestral stories, Genealogy Research, Investigations, Tracing Roots, Adoption, Heritage - An opportunity to share stories, hints/tips and problems, in the World of Family History Researchukfamilyhistoryresearchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03893726182046079034noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742382881667294017.post-79528964779913080182013-08-21T05:15:00.000-07:002013-08-21T05:18:13.089-07:00"King" of the stage ... with a "thunderous voice"<!--[if !mso]>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Tucked away in the Churchyard at
St John Baptist Church, Claines, Worcester is a memorial cross to T C King.</span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Thomas Charles King was born on 24
April 1818 in Twyning and died in October 1893 in Kings Heath but was buried in
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thought that as a young man Tom King had contact with some amateur actors and
in 1840 his illustrious career began when he joined the company of Alexander Lee
(who later became the manager of Drury Lane), and he then worked in Cheltenham,
Worcester, Warwick and Leamington.</span></span></span></div>
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built up, as in 1843 he was on stage in Birmingham, in 1847 in York, in 1848
Edinburgh, then in 1850 he was in London.
In the 1850’s he played a part in <i>As
you like it </i>and performed in front of Queen Victoria and Prince Albert, at
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family man – he had married Eliza who came from Somerset and they had three
children Harry born in 1850, but who sadly died at the age of 20, Kathleen
Olive known as Katty, who was born in 1851 and Elizabeth, known as Bessie born
in 1856. Tom even changed his second
name from Charles to Chiswell, his wife’s maiden name. His own life though was
not without tragedy – his wife died in January 1878, aged only 55 and his
daughter Katty died in 1891, aged just 40.
Tom had performed on stage with Bessie and Katty – but it was Katty who
married the well known Musical Hall artist Arthur Lloyd and her career too was
as a very famous Music Hall artiste.</span></span></span></div>
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King was starring on stage with his daughter Bessie at Drury Lane and in the
1870s played great Shakespearean roles such as Hamlet, Othello and Iago and
also the role of Quasimodo; performing in London, New York and Canada.</span></span></span></div>
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o'clock on November 23, the fire had raged so furiously in its destructive work
that it had caused the roof to fall in with a tremendous crash, which was
followed by immense clouds of sparks rising into the air, and with awful
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were determined to rebuild it as quickly as possible and in October 1878 it
reopened. Perhaps after his wife’s death
in January 1878 Tom King was looking for a new direction, but certainly he took
over as lessee (lease holder) and manager for a couple of years. Sadly though it was not really
profitable! During this time he lived at
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back to touring, and even played in Manchester in 1890, before retiring to
Kings Heath. His daughter Katty had died
in 1891 and he died on 28 October 1893, having been looked after by his
daughter Bessie. Tom King had been an
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flowers, should have been buried at Claines.
We are also thrilled that the </span>Music Hall Guild of Great Britain
and America have contacted us recently and hope to visit Claines soon, with a
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;">Alfred Edward's story is not an unusual one, he was a warehouse porter, living in Enfield, at the start of the war. He had been married 12 years; his wife was Louisa Ricketts, they had met and married at St Andrew's Church, Kensington on 21 September 1902.</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">They were a lovely little family, Louisa Annie was born on 31 March 1903, Annie on 24 September 1904, Rose Doreen on 18 November 1906 and after a little gap, a longed for son, also Alfred Edward born on the 18 July 1909. But war was looming and even though Alfred was in his mid thirties, in 1915 he enlisted at Mill Hill and was attested on 8 December 1915 and initially put into the reserve. However on 10 November 1916 he was mobilized and left Enfield to join the 21st Battalion of the Notts and Derby Regiment on 11 November 1916 Service number 7206 - to think, two years in the future would be Armistice Day, but Alfred Edward was never to see that.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">He was an every day man - 5' 8 3/4" tall, weighing 160 lbs, with a girth of 40". He had slight flat feet, but hopefully that didn't cause him problems.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Whilst in London on leave in 1917, it is noted he overstayed his pass from 11 p.m. on 24 April to 10.30 p.m. on 30th April, for that he was "admonished" and forfeited 2 days pay - was he desperate to spend more time with Louisa and the children?</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Throughout his war, Alfred Edward was a simple Private, like so many - however on 15 February 1918 he became a Rifleman transferring to the 25th Reserve Garrison Battalion Rifle Brigade and then on to the 1/23 London Regiment of the East Surreys changing his service number to 39462.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">On 6 April 1918 Alfred Edward was under orders to go overseas yet again. Did he need to see Louisa and the children, did he feel that it would be for the last time? He broke out of camp, after tatoo roll call and <em><strong>"remained absent 'till surrendering himself to the Railway Transport Officer at Paddington Station"</strong></em> on 8 April. For that he was given 14 days detention on 11 April 1918 and had to forfeit 3 days pay. Interestingly his senior officer at the time was Colonel F Kayser, who was the first shareholder in the Austin Motor Company!</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">On the 22 April he was part of the BEF. The final months of the war were underway but sadly Alfred Edward was wounded in action on 22 August - he had gun shot wounds in his back and left leg. On the 21 August the 1/23 London Regiment had been East of Heilly, it is reported that they bathed in the River Ancre. On the 22nd, Zero Hour was 4.45a.m. Battalion HQ was established in Happy Valley. Fighting continued and "<em><strong>casualties were moderately heavy</strong></em>":12 officers and 261 other ranks (including Alfred Edward). He was taken on the long journey, to a hospital at Rouen, but died of his wounds on 27 August, aged 40 years. <br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">The story almost ends there, except for a few poignant points. On 11 January 1919 Louisa received Alfred Edward's few personal belongings: photos, 3 knives, a note book, mirror, belt, ring and pencil case - bless her, on the form she had to sign accepting receipt, she wrote: <strong>"<em>Thanks for prompt attention</em>"</strong>. Then in September 1921 she also received his Victory Medal and British War Medal.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Louisa brought up the four children alone, the young Alf being just 9 years old when his father died. She became quite a formidable women in her old age, but then all the war widows had such a lot with which to cope!</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">(The young Alfred Edward joined the RAF, as a Sergeant, serving both before, during and after the Second World War, including service at RAF Cranwell and RAF Riyan, Aden. He had two sons and three daughters, one sadly dying at 14 months, the rest living today in Watford, Bath and Worcester.)</div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div>ukfamilyhistoryresearchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03893726182046079034noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742382881667294017.post-91633294370560637712011-08-27T02:35:00.000-07:002011-08-27T02:35:09.245-07:00The sad story of Mary Ann<br />
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In 1881, just a few years later, at 5 Belmont Road, Worcester lived a little family: William Merriman, his 24 year old wife Edna and their son John William, just one year old. They had taken in Edna's brother George W Davis, as his father John a wheelsmith, had died aged just 57 in 1879 and his mother died just a year later, also aged 57. Living next door was James Goodal 37, an Engine driver, his family and mother in law Mary Presdee, still a glover at 80!!<br />
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It was 7 March 1883 that disaster struck this family, when William, now 24, was killed in an accident at Shrub Hill Station. He is buried with his <em>in-laws </em>at St John Baptist Church, Claines. By 1891 Edna still a widow had moved to Bridge Street, Sturminster, Dorset, where she found work as a glover - perhaps Mary Presdee had passed on her skills. Most moving of all, is that her son's names have been switched around and he is now known as William John, after his father...!<br />
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</div>ukfamilyhistoryresearchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03893726182046079034noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742382881667294017.post-30730887296926878622011-03-27T02:32:00.000-07:002011-03-27T09:32:08.904-07:00The Mug House Claines ...one of only two pubs in England on consecrated ground<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">It is just a moment's walk through the lych gate of St John the Baptist Church, to the door of the Mug! In fact it is said a ley line runs from the pub to the church and it is suggested a tunnel once existed between the church and the pub cellar. One section of the 15th Century, timber framed, wattle and daub construction is visible, at the front of the building.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">Originally the Mug was the church brew house, and its history goes back to the Plantagenets and the House of Lancaster.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div>It is known that Puritans closed most of the ale houses locally because of the drunken and lewd behaviour of the populace at the time but the Mug survived. In 1638, the Constable of Claines had closed six filthy public houses in Claines, in an attempt to quell the plague, but again not the Mug House!<br />
<strong><em>"Our poor are provided for, the highways repaired, riot we know none, gamesters we know none, drunkeness none."</em></strong><br />
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By the time of the early censuses, the early innkeepers were women: in 1841 Ann Mansill aged 60 and living with her, Henry Mansill, 40, possibly her son, who was a merchant. By 1851 Ann is still there, listed as a victualler, now in her early 70s and has the support of Sarah Russell from Hartlebury who was a house servant.<br />
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Around 1855 Sarah Williams (29) took over as victualler and in 1861 she was living there with her brother Elijah R Williams, who was a clerk at the Post Office. Earlier Elijah had lived at home with his parents James and Elizabeth who were the schoolmaster and schoolmistress at the National School House, Claines.<br />
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Then men took over: firstly Joseph Knott in 1871, he is listed as Innkeeper aged 62, from Astley, Worcestershire, and his wife Mary, 54, from Watford in Hertfordshire, but by 1879 and through to the 1881 census, Frank Evans (29) and his wife Mary Jane (30) ran the Mug and lived there with their baby Amy.<br />
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By the 1891 census, Charles Daniels (28) and his wife Florence (25) had taken over. Interestingly Charles who had been born in Bourton on the Water, had previously worked as a footman at Brockhampton Park, good training for a licensed victualler! Florence also had a good background, as her father John and mother Ann were Innkeepers at the Fox and Hounds Beer House, at Stogursey, a small village in Somerset, near Bridgwater.<br />
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There was a Somerset link too, in 1901 when John Minton (40) from Hereford and his wife Bessie (36) from Yeovil in Somerset took over, but by 1905 Albert Beck was in charge and then in 1911 George Hobbs.<br />
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George and his wife Mary had lived in Coachmaris House, in Minto, Roxburghshire. Mary herself was from Kinlock in Perthshire, though George was originally from St Johns, Worcester. In 1901 they had two sons George and Cameron and father George was a coachman. Being in service, was probably good training to run a pub! In 1911, son George (24) was living at the Mug and working as an Engine Fitter, whilst George was listed as the Licensed Vitualler aged 53 and Mary his wife was 49.<br />
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In 1947 renovations were taking place at the Mug and within a wall, the silver head of a medieval bishop's crook, a crosier, was discovered. It is thought it had once belonged to the Bishop of Worcester. It is now used every year by the Claines Boy Bishop, but it is still a mystery as to why it was secreted away!<br />
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In the 1950s the vicar told the publican of the Mug:<br />
<strong><em>"You fill my church and I'll fill your pub" !!</em></strong><br />
And today, the older children of the Church meet at the Mug, every Sunday, they are "<em>God's Own Pub Club</em>"!!<br />
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Thanks to:<br />
Geoff Sansome and Claines Friends<br />
<a href="http://www.clainesfriends.org.uk/MugHouse.html">http://www.clainesfriends.org.uk/MugHouse.html</a><br />
To contact The Mug - call Judy or Russell on 01905 456649ukfamilyhistoryresearchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03893726182046079034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742382881667294017.post-10363501929807918802011-03-23T17:02:00.000-07:002011-03-25T15:30:13.044-07:00Lifeboat "Louisa" - Lynmouth Station ... the story began on 1st April 1887<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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In 1869 the lifeboat station at Lynmouth, North Devon, opened "<em>on the urgent representation of the local residents". </em>Its first lifeboat was <em>Henry</em> which was a gift from a lady from Yorkshire, in memory of her brother. It was launched three times and saved six lives; interestingly it cost £234. A year later a lifeboat house was built on the west side of the harbour, on land granted by the Lord of the Manor, Robert Roe at a cost of £292.<br />
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On 1st April 1887 a new lifeboat was installed, the <strong><em>Louisa.</em></strong> It was a 34 foot 3 inch self righting boat, with 10 round oars, a 10 foot sliding steel keel, 2 masts, standing lugs and jib with a No. 2 rig. It was built by Messrs Woolfe & Son, no. W210, at a cost of £298. 14 s and 0d. It was met by a donation from the Revd <em><strong><span style="color: blue;">Thomas Littleton Wheeler</span></strong></em> of Worcester.<br />
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By 1894 it was off service for alterations, improvements and updates at the builders yard and five years later a roadway was made through the bolders on the beach, to enable the lifeboat to go out at all states of the tide. This had to be widened and straightened many times to facilitate launches.<br />
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The <strong><em>Louisa</em></strong> was launched a total of 14 times between 1887 and 1906 and saved 24 lives, but one of the most remarkable launches in record was to the ship <em>Forrest Hall</em> on 12 January 1899, when the Lynmouth rescued 15.<br />
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To read the full story of the rescue, go to: <a href="http://www.lyntonandlynmouth.info/launchb.html">http://www.lyntonandlynmouth.info/launchb.html</a> - or read the summary below...<br />
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<span style="color: black;">At 16, Andrew Richards's father was the youngest crew member of the original rescue mission. He was presented with a watch in recognition of his bravery and it is now a treasured family heirloom. Mr Richards said of his father: "I think he found it difficult to talk about it. He'd rather talk about the amusing aspects of it than the serious side."</span><br />
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<span style="color: black;">The following extract taken from <span style="color: purple;"><u>http://www.somerset.gov.uk/archives/exmoor/richardstsummary1.htm</u></span> is from Tom Richards recordings:</span><br />
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<span style="color: black;"><em>"Post Office had a telephone message from </em></span><a href="http://www.blogger.com/exmoor-encyclopedia/contents-list/49-p/778-porlock.html" title="Porlock"><span style="color: black;"><em>Porlock</em></span></a><span style="color: black;"><em> saying that there was a ship in distress, blowing a gale. Maroons set up to call the crew down to the lifeboat house. It was impossible to launch the lifeboat. Dad, Jack </em></span><a href="http://www.blogger.com/exmoor-encyclopedia/contents-list/35-c/288-crowcombe.html" title="Crowcombe"><span style="color: black;"><em>Crowcombe</em></span></a><span style="color: black;"><em> and Mr. Peter went back to the PO to decide what to do. Decided to take the lifeboat over to </em></span><a href="http://www.blogger.com/exmoor-encyclopedia/contents-list/49-p/778-porlock.html" title="Porlock"><span style="color: black;"><em>Porlock</em></span></a><span style="color: black;"><em>. People had gathered outside the PO from curiosity; they thought it was foolish to launch from </em></span><a href="http://www.blogger.com/exmoor-encyclopedia/contents-list/49-p/778-porlock.html" title="Porlock"><span style="color: black;"><em>Porlock</em></span></a><span style="color: black;"><em>. A fellow was sent to </em></span><a href="http://www.blogger.com/exmoor-encyclopedia/contents-list/45-l/646-lynton.html" title="Lynton"><span style="color: black;"><em>Lynton</em></span></a><span style="color: black;"><em> for 18 horses, quite an industry up there, and they were tied up to the lifeboat. All the women and kids and men hauled the boat up </em></span><a href="http://www.blogger.com/exmoor-encyclopedia/contents-list/35-c/278-countisbury.html" title="Countisbury"><span style="color: black;"><em>Countisbury</em></span></a><span style="color: black;"><em> Hill; stopped for refreshments at the Blue Ball Pub at the top of the hill. Women were told to go home and the few men left carried on. Had to break down hedges to get the carriage through. Took 7 foot wide skids with them, pulled the lifeboat over the top of those. Terrible job getting down </em></span><a href="http://www.blogger.com/exmoor-encyclopedia/contents-list/49-p/778-porlock.html" title="Porlock"><span style="color: black;"><em>Porlock</em></span></a><span style="color: black;"><em> Hill. Took part of a woman’s garden wall down; still dark but when she realised it was a lifeboat, she helped them down to </em></span><a href="http://www.blogger.com/exmoor-encyclopedia/contents-list/49-p/778-porlock.html" title="Porlock"><span style="color: black;"><em>Porlock</em></span></a><span style="color: black;"><em> Weir. There they launched the lifeboat. Towed the carriage back to </em></span><a href="http://www.blogger.com/exmoor-encyclopedia/contents-list/45-l/641-lynmouth.html" title="Lynmouth"><span style="color: black;"><em>Lynmouth</em></span></a><span style="color: black;"><em>. Went alongside the Forest Hall schooner. Got aboard and helped the crew and landed up in Barry for the night. Sailed back next day; a steamer leaving Barry harbour gave them a tow back to </em></span><a href="http://www.blogger.com/exmoor-encyclopedia/contents-list/45-l/641-lynmouth.html" title="Lynmouth"><span style="color: black;"><em>Lynmouth</em></span></a><span style="color: black;"><em>. No lives lost. "</em></span><br />
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The <strong><em>Louisa</em></strong> was overhauled and stored on 10 August 1906, but was later found to be defective and was broken up on 31 October 1906. The final lifeboat at the station was <em>Richard Frederick Gainer</em>, which saved 41 lives. Sadly Lynmouth Station was closed in 1944 and the Lifeboat house was swept away in the great floods on 15 August 1952, when three former crew lost their lives.<br />
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<strong>So why was the lifeboat named <em>"Louisa"?</em> </strong><br />
<strong>And who was the Revd Thomas Littleton Wheeler?</strong><br />
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The Wheelers were an interesting Worcestershire family, including three generations of clergymen. Allen Wheeler, from Kidderminster and Decima Green were married on 6 January 1769 and had two sons Allen born in 1775 and Thomas Littleton in 1777. Allen was educated at Wadham College, Oxford achieving a BA in 1798 and was created a Minor Canon at Worcester Cathedral on 19 November 1799 and served there until 1855. He achieved a BD in 1810 and was Headmaster at the College School (Kings) Worcester from 1820 to 1832. In addition he was the Precentor at the Cathedral from 1820-1851 and was also Rector of Broadwas in 1821. When he retired from the Cathedral in 1851, he became Vicar at Old Sodbury, Gloucestershire, until his death on Christmas Day, 1855.<br />
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At the East End of Worcester Cathedral a 3 light window commemorates Allen and his son Thomas Littleton Wheeler, who paid for the <strong><em>Louisa.</em></strong><br />
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<em>"To the Glory of God and in memory of Allen Wheeler BD born November 20 1775 and died December 25 1855, Minor Canon 1799-1851, Precentor 1820-1851. And of Thomas Littleton Wheeler MA born February 22 1806, died April 8 1892 Minor Canon 1833-1877, Precentor 1854-1887."</em><br />
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Allen had married Sarah Harvard in June 1801 and had four children: Allen, Margaret Ann, George Augustus and Thomas Littleton and they were baptised at the Cathedral.<br />
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Thomas Littleton himself was Rector of Sedgeberrow in 1851 but by 1861 had moved to St Martins, Worcester. It was in the 1861 census that Thomas and his wife Ann (Bate) had two visitors staying with them, Elizabeth Loscombe who was 30 and her sister <strong>Louisa Clifton Loscombe</strong>, who had been born in 1814, in Exmouth , Devon!! These women had their own monies, and were listed as "<em>fundholders"</em> and later settled in Worcester. The women both lived in the College Yard Precinct (near the Cathedral) in 1881 and later in life, in the Bull Ring, St <span style="font-family: inherit;">Johns</span>, Worcester, where Louisa died in 1892, aged 78 ... , <strong><em>but was this the Louisa of lifeboat fame?</em></strong><br />
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And to finish the story of the three generations of clergymen, Thomas Littleton had a son Thomas Littleton, who himself was a Canon!<br />
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With thanks to:<br />
Barry Cox - Honorary Librarian<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><em>The photograph of the family at Cuckoo Lodge shows Edward, Jane and Alfred, wife Elizabeth, Henry and the dog! and four girls who are likely to be Charlotte, Clara, Rachel and Maria ( in 1901 Clara and Maria were both housemaids, not at Holkham Hall, but somewhere locally) - it is very likely the photograph was taken at the turn of the century.</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">When Henry was born, on 24 February 1850, father Robert was a Police Officer and in 1851 the family lived in Beachamwell, Norfolk, just outside Swaffham. Robert was 34, his wife Charlotte was just 27 and the Haylett girls: Charlotte 7, Jane 5, Rachel 3 and Maria 2 were the elder sisters of baby Henry.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><em>At this time there was a serious poaching problem in rural areas. On Monday 1 December 1851, Superintendent Parker, with a dozen rural policemen left Swaffham and went to Letton Park; Robert was one of the men. The neighbourhood was "infested with gangs of poachers" and the police were hoping to help catch them. They secreted themselves for many nights, until Saturday 6 December, a bright moonlit night, when they heard shots and moved into the woods. The poachers fired and severely injured Superintendent Parker and also injured Constable Greenacre. Robert chased two poachers and he shot at them, he thought he had at least injured them, then he turned back to help Superintendent Parker. The police were in fact criticised for being involved in this way, but three men were later transported for ten years and another three were imprisoned for two years with hard labour.</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="http://apling.freeservers.com/Names/Poachers.htm">http://apling.freeservers.com/Names/Poachers.htm</a> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Ten years later, in 1861, the family had moved to Fincham and lived on the Main Street and by 1871 Henry had moved out of the family home, Robert was a Sergeant of Police living in Town Street, Upwell and by 1891 Robert was living in Victoria Street, Littleport on his police pension.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">In his early years Henry was a gamekeeper, before joining the policeforce in 1868 in the Isle of Ely, when the Chief Constable was Mr Foster, it is amazing to think Henry was just 18.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">On 4 July 1870 Henry moved to the Norfolk Constabulary. His examination documents show how he was 5 feet 11 inches tall, with a swarthy complexion, blue eyes and light brown hair. His figure was described as "proportionate"!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">His career in the police force progressed well:</div><ul><li><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">He was raised to 2nd Class on 17 July 1871</div></li>
<li><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">To 1st Class on 13 January 1873</div></li>
<li><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">On 24th June 1878 his salary rose to 24 shillings</div></li>
<li><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">On 5th July 1880 it went up to 25 shillings and then on 19th July 1880 up to 26 shillings.</div></li>
</ul><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">It was good that he had these increases in salary. He married Elizabeth (Harding) and when he joined the Norfolk Constabulary he already had a son, Henry Harding Haylett, and by 1881 he had other children: Charlotte, Robert Harding (who later became a Prison Warder at Portland, Dorset), John Macdonald, William, Clara, Rachel (my adoptive maternal Grandmother) and George. The family were living at Back Street Cottage, Horsham St Faith.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">On 27th July 1885 Henry was "raised" to 1st Class Sergeant and by 1891 the family had moved to Wells next the Sea and Charles, Maria, Edward, Alfred and Jane had been born. Then in 1892, on 1st August Henry became a 2nd Class Inspector, a 1st Class Inspector on 4 December 1893 and a 3rd Class Superintendent on 3rd October 1898. It was in 1898 that he retired on a pension.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><em>Henry had actually been known to the Holkham Estate Office at Holkham Hall since at least 1889, when he had been a police sergeant in Wells-Next-the Sea. On his retirement he had moved into Cuckoo Lodge, shortly after building work had been undertaken there - in fact the date 1898 is on the house. At this point he appeared in the accounts as an employee of the estate. In the 1901 and 1911 censuses, Henry is reported as being a Private Inspector, working for the Earl of Leicester of Holkham Hall and was living in Cuckoo Lodge, Wells. The 1911 census states the family included 13 children, all were living. In fact he was listed in the 'Park and Demesne' section of the accounts until 1913 and was listed as 'Inspector Haylett', on an annual wage of £60. His rent at Cuckoo Lodge was £2. 7 shillings per annum.</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div>ukfamilyhistoryresearchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03893726182046079034noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742382881667294017.post-60285657093120191872011-01-23T15:22:00.000-08:002011-01-24T14:05:41.397-08:00Edward Grover butcher...not really Jack the Ripper !!<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Edward Grover in 1881 was simply a butcher journeyman, living with his wife and children in Fletching, Sussex, but terrible times were to come.</span></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">in 1888, it would appear his elderly mother was renting her home from Lord Sheffield, who had property in Fletching and she was about to be evicted. Frances, a widow would have been 73.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In 1881 she had still been farming 9 acres of pasture land in Fletching and at that time she was living in Splains Green Cottage.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>At the same time in London, the horrors of Jack the Ripper, the serial killer, frightened everyone in Whitechapel and the news must have travelled to Fletching.</span></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Could Edward stand the situation no longer?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Did he assume the dreaded title <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">“Jack the Ripper”?</i></span></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">In November 1888 it was reported that The Earl of Sheffield was receiving anonymous letters, including a threat of murder by Jack the Ripper. The name was no doubt a hoax but the letter was taken as offensive referring to tenants being turned out of their homes. A reward of £250 was offered for information on the perpetrator.</span></span></b><span style="font-family: "Verdana", "sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"> <br />
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">England, October 27th, 1888. Dear Lord Sheffield. I am sorry, but feeling it is my duty to let you know, as I do not think you do, or would you have the heart to <span class="googqs-tidbit1">turn out an old tenant like poor Mrs Grover out of her home after such a hard struggle</span> to maintain and bring up her family. Not only that, but allowing anyone to get an honest living there in the butchering line or that have done for a number of years. But it seems to me as though you and your faithful steward want it all, and if you had my wish you would get more than you wanted. Remember, this is a warning to you, but at the same time I should be much obliged to you if you can arrange it for your steward to sleep under the same roof as yourself on Monday night, October 29th, or else I shall have to bring an assistant. My knife is nice and sharp. Oh for a gentleman this time instead of lady. I am sorry for troubling you, but don’t forget the 29th. <span class="googqs-tidbit1">I remain Yours truly, Jack the Ripper. SAE 6.11.1888’</span></i><span class="googqs-tidbit1"></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span class="googqs-tidbit1"><span style="font-family: "Verdana", "sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><a href="http://www.communigate.co.uk/"><span style="color: blue;">www.communigate.co.uk</span></a></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span class="googqs-tidbit1"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana", "sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">It would seem Edward was discovered!</span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana", "sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">The Star, 27 Nov. 1888, contained the following: </span><span style="font-family: "Verdana", "sans-serif"; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana", "sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">“<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Lord Sheffield Satisfied Now.</b> </span></i><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana", "sans-serif"; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span></i><span class="googqs-tidbit1"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana", "sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Edward Grover was remanded at Uckfield yesterday on a charge of</span></i></span><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana", "sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"> inciting several persons to attempt to murder Lord Sheffield. The prisoner was formerly a butcher at Fletching, living with his mother. Lord Sheffield recently gave the mother notice to quit. Grover was arrested on Thursday night at East Grinstead, but, obtaining leave to go upstairs for a coat, let himself out of a bedroom window by means of a blanket, and escaped barefooted across country to Fletching, where he was re-arrested on Sunday. The prisoner is suspected of having written the threatening letters by which Lord Sheffield has been of late so much annoyed.”</span></i><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"><strong>On Sunday 2 December 1888 Lloyd's weekly mentioned that on the previous Monday Edward Grover was remanded at the Uckfield Petty Sessions. Later in the week, the Bristol Mercury and Daily Post of Thursday 6 December 1888, reported that on the previous Tuesday (4 December), Edward Grover, labourer was committed for trial on the charge of inciting persons to murder the Earl of Sheffield.</strong></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana", "sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">On 17 December 1888 Edward was acquitted and discharged at the Autumn Assizes, Lewes, Sussex. I am pleased to report by 1891/1901 Edward was living with his family in Pulborough, and still working as a butcher/slaughterer. He died in 1906.</span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana", "sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Lord Sheffield died in 1909 and was buried in the family vault in Fletching Church.</span></b></div>ukfamilyhistoryresearchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03893726182046079034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742382881667294017.post-38747534149253000732011-01-14T15:22:00.000-08:002011-01-14T15:25:50.062-08:00The story of two Gloucestershire villages...Eastleach Martin and Eastleach Turville<br />
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In Gloucestershire, there are twin villages - Eastleach Martin and Eastleach Turville - flowing between them is the River Leach, but they are joined by a stone clapper bridge, which leads from one parish church to another. They are just yards apart, facing each other across the river.<br />
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</tbody></table> St Andrew's is mostly Norman, with a tower roof known as a "Saddleback", an octagonal font and Norman carving by the south door.<br />
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<strong><em>Mr Thomas Howes by will dated the second day of June, One Thousand Seven Hundred and Sixty (</em>1760<em>), gave the sum of twenty five pounds (invested in One Thousand Eight Hundred and Twenty Seven (</em>1827<em>)in the Provident Bank for savings at Cirencester) the interest thereof to be laid out in bread and distributed on Easter Sunday in every year in the church porch to TWENTY POOR PERSONS of this PARISH such as the Churchwardens and Overseers, shall in their discretion think fit.</em></strong><br />
<em><strong>Ben Boyes</strong></em><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bassingbourn/Royston Poor Law Union built the Workhouse in 1836, following much protest from the local community. The picture here shows the Workhouse some years ago when it was being demolished.</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Thankfully by 1891 Mary Ann had married Frederick Chalkley and Page had a step father. The children were reunited with their mother and they all lived in Royston. Frederick was a stone dresser and Page was an agricultural labourer.<br />
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By 1901 however Page's life had changed dramatically. He was living as a boarder at 450 Commercial Road, Stepney, with a family called Court, Mr Court was a police officer, as was Page and three other PCs boarding there, all in their 20s.<br />
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1901 was an important year for Page, now 27, as on 8 December he married a 30 year old widow, Emily Russell, who had been living at Trafalgar Road, East Greenwich. He was then living at at 522 Commercial Road, so still a near neighbour of the Courts. They were married at St James Church, Ratcliffe, Stepney. Emily's father was Joseph Webb an Ostler and was a witness at the marriage, George, deceased was listed as a fitter.<br />
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Years passed and Page, now 37, and Emily moved to 86 Station Road, Epsom. In 1911, Page was still with the Metropolitan Police. He had his 13 year old step daughter Helen living with them, and they had two children Leonard 4 and Olive just 3 months old. It is sad to note that Emily had had 6 children, only three were still living.<br />
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It was in 1919 that disaster struck! Page was serving at the Epsom Police Station. Following the war there were a number of overseas servicemen awaiting repatriation. Included were 400 Canadian troops, living in Epsom. In June police were called to a disturbance at the Rifleman Pub in East Street.<br />
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Two Canadian soldiers were arrested and conveyed to the Police Station. Servicemen followed clamouring for their release. Policemen went out and dispersed them, however later hundreds of men marched on the station. Bricks, stones and wood "rained on the police line and the mob surged on the police station". During the riot Sergeant Green charged into the crowd and was hit on the head, he died the following day. Page was also injured!<br />
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<strong> "<em>As a token of public appreciation of the gallant fight by the Epsom Police 17 June 1919"</em></strong><br />
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This is not quite the end of Page's story though! He died just over seven months later on 2 February 1920. The Metropolitan Police, Book of Remembrance states:<br />
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<strong><em>"PC Page Mayes Janeway died of cancer aggravated when injured in the Epsom Police Station Riot in 1919"</em></strong><br />
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<strong><em>"We are not Manslaughterers - The Epsom Riot and the Murder of Station Sergeant Thomas Green" by Martin Knight</em></strong><br />
<strong>ISBN - 13:9781907183140 Publisher Tontobooks</strong><br />
The book mentions Page Mayes Janeway, and lists cancer in the glands of the neck and cardiac failure as the cause of death. It also describes how Page had received a commendation in 1904 and tells how he was buried next to Thomas Green in the Epsom Cemetery.ukfamilyhistoryresearchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03893726182046079034noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742382881667294017.post-6796073539680953932010-12-29T15:43:00.000-08:002011-04-10T12:17:05.343-07:00The bulb industry in Lincolnshire - Tulips and Daffodils<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAMCl1Un89wE7Suwzi6GgIPblgxVM_nM0m0k9OqPI1CE9Z8okWdi7DJ3civfq8PqEWLUonY7VTpZKpJYHc7F4uA53Arcj8qFqFHnFYNBL5VFBv5xmZGijff5vYaXKjU5QQjze9fBANHItR/s1600/tulips.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAMCl1Un89wE7Suwzi6GgIPblgxVM_nM0m0k9OqPI1CE9Z8okWdi7DJ3civfq8PqEWLUonY7VTpZKpJYHc7F4uA53Arcj8qFqFHnFYNBL5VFBv5xmZGijff5vYaXKjU5QQjze9fBANHItR/s1600/tulips.jpg" /></a></div> <br />
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</div><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">My father Herbert Leslie Griggs was a bulb grower in Moulton, Spalding, Lincolnshire, in the 40s, 50s and 60s - he grew both daffodils and tulips. He originally bought bulbs from Mr Van Geest, from his barrow and later imported bulbs from Holland and bought locally.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">1900 – 500 acres of bulbs, the main crop was daffodils.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">1907 – the first large plot of tulips grown by Sam Culpin.</span> <br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">1931 – 1,500 men and women employed on 3,000 acres of bulbs.</span> <br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">1936 – 2,000 workers on 3,256 acres of bulbs.</span> <br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">1939 – 10,000 acres of bulbs.</span> <br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">1943 – 915 acres of bulbs</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">1965 – 4,000 acres of daffodils, 3,000 acres of tulips and 130 acres of glass.</span> <br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">1966 – Spalding Bulb Company employ 500. 3,000 acres of bulbs of which 500 are tulips. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">1975 – 10,000 acres of bulbs, 1,500 of which are tulips.</span> <br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">1985 – 10,000 acres of bulbs, 2,000 of which are tulips.</span> <br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Spalding was known as a market gardening area in the 1880s, but it was J T White of Little London, Dick Wellband and Oscar D'Alcorn (in 1901 Oscar was 38 and listed as a bulb farmer of 50 London Road, Spalding) who pioneered the bulb industry, growing tulips, daffodils, crocus, snowdrops and iris. Other early growers were: Elizabeth Quincey of Fulney, George Dickenson of Whaplode and Henry Knipe of Bourne. Records also show that Sam Culpin grew the first plot of tulips commercially in 1907. In fact Darwin tulips were first introduced in 1905 and Samuel grew three: Clara Butt, William Copland and Rose Copland, which are still popular varieties today.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">The Culpin family carried on bulb growing over many years. In 1881 Sam ran the Punch Bowl and in 1891 son Fred ran the Royal Oak, but by 1901 Frederick was listed as a farmer and bulb grower. By 1911 it was a real family business Sam was now 83, Fred aged 45 is listed as a bulb grower and son Fred 20, son Robert Samuel 14 and daughters Florence Ann 18 and Elizabeth May 16 were all assisting in the bulb growing business and they all lived at Narcissus Gardens, Spalding. In 1930 Fred of Low Road, Spalding died leaving £11,141 to his sons: Fred and Richard were bulb growers and Robert Samuel was a farmer.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Another important family was the Taylor's. Otto Augustus Taylor (founder of AO Taylor) took over a small holding in 1919, provided by the Government of the day, for ex serviceman, from the First World War. He decided to grow flowers and bulbs and became one of the pioneers of bulb growing. My father bought bulbs from the company and today they sell to most nurseries in the UK!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">The Dutch links arose when the Geest brothers John and Leonard Van Geest came to Lincolnshire in the 1930s. The family had been involved in flower growing and horticulture since the late 19th century in Holland. In 1935 Geest Horticultural Producers began growing their own flower bulbs, rather than relying on Dutch imports.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">With the coming of the railways, flowers were sent to markets, towns and cities, which cheered dark, polluted, industrial areas and homes!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">By 1931 1500 men and women were employed on 3000 acres of bulbs. Early flowers were sold open, with no central heating, flowers lasted well! People also liked to see what they were buying. They were bunched on frames and tied with raffia. Boxes were lined with paper and the boxes were then sent to the markets.</span><br />
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Before the Second World War, smallholders and small farmers could only work with dealers if they wanted to sell their bulbs and produce, but after the war, four auctioneers held their own individual auctions. By 1948 it was felt it would be a good idea if the four auctions were amalgamated. The first combined auctions were held in a marquee, but as the auction was so successful, within two years several permanent buildings were constructed. Bulb sales were held between August and December, with the sale of gladioli taking place on Tuesdays in season.<br />
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People used to travel from all over the country to buy, and bulbs were entered into the sale from Holland, Ireland, Cornwall and Scotland! At the end of the 1950s the four auctioneers were Mr R A Longstaffe; Mr G Kingston; Mr N Price and Mr J H Tateson, selling 30 million tulip bulbs through a season and 1500 tons of daffodil bulbs, not to mention the cut flower sales! In 1955 a dozen Rose Copeland made 1s.2d to 4s.9d and a dozen Fortune daffodils 1s.4d to 2s.6d and the ever popular Cheerfullness 1s.7d to 2s.11d! That was the year that The Tulip Queen, Janet Naylor, was crowned on 20 April, in Ayscoughfee Gardens by Derrick De Marney, an actor. He is perhaps best known for his starring role as Robert Tisdall, wrongly accused of murder in<span style="color: black;"> </span><a href="http://www.blogger.com/wiki/Alfred_Hitchcock"><span style="color: black;">Alfred Hitchcock</span></a><span style="color: black;">'s <i><a href="http://www.blogger.com/wiki/Young_and_Innocent"><span style="color: black;">Young and Innocent</span></a></i> </span>(1937)<em>.</em><br />
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<em><strong>Do watch - </strong><a href="http://www.britishpathe.com/record.php?id=9897"><strong>http://www.britishpathe.com/record.php?id=9897</strong></a></em><br />
<em><strong>Which shows girls picking/gathering daffs from the fields in 1929, and the end shows bunching the open daffodils on frames, 4 lots of 3, for the traditional dozen open flowers - each bunch was tied twice with raffia, in later years twist ties were used!! They are then put into boxes for market!</strong></em>ukfamilyhistoryresearchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03893726182046079034noreply@blogger.com2