tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49987252404826055442024-03-06T03:44:07.178+00:00Ruth's Ancestor'sRuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01260341414754524244noreply@blogger.comBlogger213125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4998725240482605544.post-25929224088815444122016-04-07T23:17:00.000+01:002016-04-07T23:17:30.815+01:00Grave hunting in Kildwick<div style="text-align: center;">
Ok, so family history research - grave hunting is difficult with 2 littlies in tow but I attempt it the other week with my 2 year old & my 7 month old. </div>
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This is Kildwick Parish Church in West Yorkshire...</div>
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It is a very historical church dating back to 950AD (<a href="http://www.kildwick.org.uk/history" target="_blank">Kildwick Parish Website</a>, accessed 6th April 2016) and the Leeds-Liverpool canal cuts through the grave yard.</div>
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My ancestors didn't live in the village of Kildwick but in other the villages lying within the parish boundaries, ie Cononley, Cowling, Glusburn etc. I have many ancestors who were baptised & buried here in the 1700s and early 1800s.</div>
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Sadly, I did not get enough opportunity to have a good look at many graves because my 2 year old kept running off in the opposite direction and they both fought against taking naps & I forgot the double pram! But we had a nice picnic in the sunshine in the grave yard :) </div>
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Here is the evidence with a picnic selfie with my toddler beginning to feed me the babies food when I was concentrating on taking the photo - he missed my mouth & plastered it on my face instead!</div>
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Next time, I will drag my husband along to watch the kids while I peruse some of the old graves & fathom out their old, worn inscriptions.</div>
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Some of the beautiful grave stones...</div>
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<br />Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01260341414754524244noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4998725240482605544.post-62399078474774341782016-01-11T23:47:00.000+00:002016-01-11T23:47:11.416+00:00Herne, Hair and Hull: My Davidson Roots<div style="text-align: center;">
I know I have been very quiet on this blog for some time, but life has been busy so family history has had to be put to one side for a little while, but also I have been concentrating on getting this finished, edited and printed ready for Christmas. </div>
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The first edition of my family history book concentrating on the Davidson line of my family. It is a BIG achievement to finally complete this.</div>
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Big thanks goes to my father-in-law for formatting and printing it for me and to my husband for the cover design.</div>
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<br />Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01260341414754524244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4998725240482605544.post-24862321554508099922015-10-04T23:11:00.001+01:002015-10-04T23:11:54.704+01:00Remembering . . . Poppies in Yorkshire<div style="text-align: center;">
Last year there was a magnificent display of ceramic poppies in the moat of the Tower of London. Each poppy represented a man from the Commonwealth who had fallen during World War 1. It was an amazing display and proved very popular. Sadly, I was unable to make the trip to London to see the piece of artwork, but saw many photos of it.</div>
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Now, some (not all) of the poppies are touring different places in the UK, one being the Yorkshire Sculpture Park (YSP). As we did not get to London and YSP is on our doorstep we took a trip to see them.</div>
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The blood shed, flowing freely...</div>
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<span style="text-align: start;">...it is incredibly moving to see the vast number of poppies, each one representing a man 100 years ago just like my husband, my father, my friends and my cousins. </span></div>
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An opportunity to remember those who've gone before who paid the ultimate sacrifice so we can live in the peace, comfort and freedom in the UK of today. </div>
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Remembering my grandfather, great grandfathers, great uncles, great, great uncles who's lives were impacted by what they saw and experienced during the World Wars.</div>
Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01260341414754524244noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4998725240482605544.post-14962430010050305422015-03-09T22:49:00.000+00:002015-03-18T23:19:02.425+00:00Book Review - The History & Topography of Bradford, (in the County of York)I have been looking into a bit of this history behind the city in which I live recently and by accident through a random Google search for meaning of the street name "Ivegate" in Bradford, came across this book on Google Books...<br />
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The History & Topography of Bradford, (in the County of York) with Topographical Notices of It's Parish<span style="font-weight: normal;"> by John James 1841</span></h4>
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I wanted to make some notes about the interesting facts which I read, so although this blog post is primarily for my own reference you may also find it of interest.</div>
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<li>Gate ie Westgate/Kirkgate/Ivegate is not a reference to a gate in a city wall but means a "street"</li>
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<li>There was a building at the junction of Ivegate, Kirkgate & Westgate which was the original toll booth, in which John Nelson was imprisoned in the dungeons for preaching</li>
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<li>lies in a valley which is a branch of Airedale (Aire river valley), otherwise known as Bradford Dale with the beck running from Thornton to Shipley with a considerable bend in the beck in the centre</li>
<li>is the seat of four valleys</li>
<li>is in a bowl with hill ridges surrounding about a 2 mile radius of the city centre, each side has a quick descent into the town</li>
<li>beck or brook has diminished over time, so the once "Broad" ford is now a lesser crossing, the once wooded valley would have had more water running through it due to the woods and the coal mines have probably drained more of the water into the land which once ran through the city in the becks</li>
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<li>Bowling Beck which rises above Bolling Hall - in the Roughs or Parkside between Bowling & Bierley, which feeds a pond below Bolling Hall - the brook passed through Cuckoo Bridge, a single arched bridge (but now Britannia House stands on it's site - see <a href="http://www.roylefamily.pwp.blueyonder.co.uk/building.htm" target="_blank">Bradford Heritage Tour</a>)</li>
<li>Source is at Bradford Moor, taking in a small stream at Laisterdyke and another from above the Bowling Iron Works</li>
<li>the Bradford beck - the chief stream, begins at Bell Dean or Old Allen in Allerton and is joined by Horton Beck at Shearbridge</li>
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In it's past there have been numerous floods of the town, two significant floods were:</div>
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<li>20th December 1837 which caused significant damage</li>
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<li>The iron manufactured at Low Moor, Bowling & Bierley is esteemed the best of the kingdom - limestone was transported from Skipton via the Leeds-Liverpool & Bradford canals to the iron works.</li>
<li>Thatch was probably rarely used in Bradford due to the source of good quality stone and slate available naturally in the area.</li>
<li>Agriculture was poor, all that was grown was to be eaten by the people who grew it & not to be sold, cattle was kept for milk & butter but cheese was not produced.</li>
<li>Manufacturing was most common with the use of looms.</li>
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Plagues/sickness epidemics rarely hit the town, which was deemed to be due to the good westerly winds which blew over the town. Some epidemics to note are:</div>
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<li>1665/6 the black plague - from a bag of old clothes which arrived from elsewhere in the country. The stricken were sent to Cliffe Barn, near Cliffe Wood & recovered were expected to care for the sick</li>
<li>1675 the Jolly Rant - a severe cold and cough</li>
<li>1832 Asiatic Cholera</li>
<li>Jan & Feb 1837 Influenza killed many</li>
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<li><b>Manchester to Ilkley</b> - after leaving Black Stone Edge, leave Halifax on the right and Ellinworth (Illingworth?) on the left, through Dinham Park (Denholme Park?) to the west of Cullingworth and Hainsworth</li>
<li><b>Bradford to Wakefield</b> - via Dudley Hill, places with Street in the name often refer to places close by to a Roman Road ie Tong Street</li>
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It is interesting to note that - Bradford suffered few plagues or sickness epidemics?<br />
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Hallyng = a meadow of the manor of Bradford<br />
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<li><i>Ings</i> (OED) = meadow near watercourse, therefore possibly swampy</li>
<li><i>Ing</i> (Old English) = hill</li>
<li><i>Inga</i> = "the people of" or "family & followers" ie Birmingham - homestead (<i>ham</i>) of a family of a man called Beorma</li>
<li><i>Ing </i>= place of ie Hawkinge (Kent) - place frequented by hawks</li>
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I wonder where this meadow would have been in relation to the now street name Hall Ings and it sounds as if it was a meadow next to or nearby the hall which was near the becks and possibly slightly swampy.</div>
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Bradford had a Fulling Mill where cleansing of the wool from oils & dirts happened, but it was open to every house. There was also a water mill with access for every house.</div>
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There was a reference to a Bolleshagh which I wonder if this place has any relation to the current area of Bowling (or Bolling) & the hall their?</div>
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I have had to think about this a lot, well, what is my most treasured possession? I am not sure whether I have a MOST treasured possession but I certainly have a few possessions which are treasured by me, these are:</div>
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<li><b>my laptop</b> - all my family history research is stored on here (as well as backed up elsewhere), so I would want all that work to be passed onto someone who would like to continue it or be interested in the work I have already done</li>
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<li><b>my leather bound bible</b> - this was a 21st birthday present from my grandparents who are no longer with us, there is a beautiful inscription in the front cover which was written by my grandfather and means a lot to me</li>
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<li><b>my great, great grandmother's wedding jug</b> - the only heirloom I have from my mother's side of the family</li>
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<li>My grandparents, all 4 of them. I was lucky to have a good relationship with all my grandparents in different ways. One of my grandfather's is still living although he has dementia and does not recognise me any longer, so although he is still with us - he also isn't, so I miss who he was. My paternal grandmother inspired me in my family history research, she would talk to me for hours about her cousins and auntie's and uncle's. My maternal grandfather I would sit and chatter nonsense with him for hours and he would just listen. He was a source of great wisdom and had a deep faith. My maternal grandmother was also always there for me, she would keep me well fed with lovely home-cooked food especially during my student days. </li>
<li>Dusky, my pet house rabbit, who lived to a ripe old age of 8 years old - he was such a cheeky rascal of a rabbit in his youthful days. He would jump onto the sofas & run around the living room, chewing wires, rugs, chairs, boots, throws & cushions! We once left him with my parents for 3 months whilst we went travelling and when we returned he would come and sit in my lap, it felt as if he had really missed us and was very endearing.</li>
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My biggest priority and passion in life is caring for my family, so I do spend a lot of time cooking, cleaning & washing, but I also try to make sure spending time with my baby comes first. Fortunately cooking is one of my biggest passions in life and eating delicious, nutritious & home cooked food. I would love to be able to teach people how make meals from scratch, to show that it is not hard or challenging and often can taste as nice as, if not nicer than the sugar/salt pumped ready made options available to us in the supermarkets. </div>
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Another priority in life is my job and career as an Optometrist, which has had to be scaled back in recent months to make my family life more of a priority, but it is still there on the back burner waiting for me to have more time to come back to it, in future years.</div>
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On one side there was an elderly lady who was so agile even into her 90s. She was called Mrs R and was a surrogate grandparent to me in many ways. We would help with small jobs around the house and garden, like changing light bulbs and cutting the lawn. She was quite deaf so we could sometimes hear what she was watching on the TV through the wall and we had to knock on the living room window and wave at her to get her attention. She would invite me in for a cuppa and we would have a chat. She used to drive an automatic VW Polo which she would get around everywhere right up to her sad departing from this world. The houses were 3 bedroom semi's with large gardens on a steep slope and we were adjoining her house. </div>
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There were not many houses on the street and most of the neighbours were very friendly, it was a nice quiet place to live with good scenery, not far from the moorlands to go out walking across. There was a newspaper shop, post office and Chinese take away all a five minute walk from the house. I would go and collect my dads paper during the school holidays or run errands to the Chinese or post-office.</div>
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Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01260341414754524244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4998725240482605544.post-83523036756159176462014-11-12T00:00:00.000+00:002014-11-12T00:00:02.069+00:00Horsforth CemeteryA few weeks ago I ventured to Horsforth Cemetery for the afternoon to do some more grave hunting. I had been there before a few times but each time I had managed to miss finding my great grandparents grave, so went back to take some more photos and to find the elusive grave.<div>
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The first grave I found was that of my great, great grandfather's brother, Joshua Thompson, his wife, Miriam, daughter Mary Kneeshaw and son-in-law, Reginald Fairleigh Kneeshaw.<br /><div>
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The second grave I came across was that of Harold & Louisa Meeks, one of the past owners of Meek's Greengrocers on Town Street in Horsforth. A family run business which opened in the early 1880s by George Meeks, Harold's father and finally closed it's doors in the early 1990s, when Harold's great grandson was running the shop. My father did part-time work for David Speight, the son of Ethel nee Meeks in the 1970s in the shop. Although Harold & Louisa are not direct ancestors of mine, their daughter, Ethel married Harold Speight whose mother was Ethel nee Thompson the sister of Joshua above.<br />
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<b>died 27th January 1965 aged 81 years"</b></div>
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...Walter & Kate Davidson nee Parkinson, my great grandparents...</div>
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<li>my love of food and cooking was passed from my grandmothers and my own mother - we are all great cooks and have enjoyed cooking and feeding the family, hence why I write a regular <a href="http://ruthhogan.blogspot.co.uk/search/label/FOODY%20FRIDAY" target="_blank">FOODY FRIDAY</a> blog post on my other blog <a href="http://ruthhogan.blogspot.co.uk/" target="_blank">These Are A Few Of My Favourite Things</a>.</li>
<li>I am told that I have the Davidson nose and wire hair so these must be a genetic traits passed down the Davidson family line.</li>
<li>my love of family history was inspired by grandmother who loved reflecting about all her extended family members, is this a family trait to have a love of family and social history relating to the family?</li>
<li>again I am told that I have characteristics of both my parents in me.</li>
<li>my love of Yorkshire must be a family trait as most of my family down the lines were from Yorkshire although I was actually born and brought up in Lancashire. I moved back to Yorkshire when I came to university and have lived here ever since.</li>
<li>I look just like my mum did at my age, it's like looking at me when I see photos of her of this age.</li>
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<li>Changed numerous nappies - I use both reusable and disposable nappies, reusables are great when we're about the house as they save us a bit of money but they can be taken off, the solid waste is flushed down the loo with the bamboo nappy liner and go straight in the nappy bin beside the washing machine. The reusable nappies are bottom shaped and have a waterproof liner and fasten together with popper buttons. The disposables are better when we're out and about or when I'm feeling a little lazy as they come straight out of the packet and the dirty one goes straight in the bin. The disposable nappies are waterproof and there are crystals which soak up the liquid waste, they fasten with velcro. I use baby wipes to clean my baby's bottom and put sudocrem on to reduce the nappy rash.</li>
<li><span style="color: #cc0000;">All nappies would have been cloth nappies when my grandparents changed my parents nappies, they would be fastened with safety pins and would probably have been a square of cloth which had to the folded correctly to fit the baby. The nappies would all have to have been washed and I suspect the bottom would have been wiped with a flannel or something similar, possibly dry or dipped in water. The flannel would also have to have been regularly washed. Possibly even hand washed daily.</span></li>
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<li>Used the toilet and shower in my warm bathroom inside the house.</li>
<li><span style="color: #cc0000;">My grandmother used to talk of having to go the back yard to use the lavatory and a wash in the tin bath once a week in front of the fire and in front of the rest of the family, with limited privacy.</span></li>
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<li>Make a bottle of formula up - includes sterilising the bottles in the microwave steriliser, boiling the kettle, leave to cool for a few minutes, measure out the required amount using the measuring scale on the side and then add the required number of spoons of the formula milk from the tin and leave to cool stood in some cold water from the tap.</li>
<li><span style="color: #cc0000;">Sterilising bottles would be an arduous task with Milton or boiling them. Formula milk was available from the early 20th Century but was not as good for the baby as it is today and the baby may have been given cows milk from a younger age instead. Boiling water would have been in a kettle over the hob, rather than an electric one.</span></li>
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<li>Make breakfast - take cardboard box of cereal from the cupboard with the plastic wrapping inside containing the cereal to keep it fresh. Pour the soya milk over the cereal from the carton in the fridge bought at the supermarket a week before. Place a slice of bread made by the bread maker the previous day in the toaster and spread on chocolate spread from the jar in the cupboard. Make a cuppa tea using the kettle to boil the water and a teabag from the tin.</li>
<li><span style="color: #cc0000;">Limited food was probably stored, it would have been purchased that same morning and I doubt they had much cereal for breakfast, possibly porridge or bread or even a good hearty cooked breakfast. There was limited use of plastic bags for keeping foods fresh, even bread and milk would have been bought or delivered that morning before breakfast. If the bread was made at home it would have been handmade which takes a lot of time and physical exertion to knead the dough and allow it to rise before being baked. Dry bread from the previous day may have been toasted over the hob or in the fire. Water would be boiled in a pan or kettle over a gas hob probably.</span></li>
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<li>Caught up with a few bits of finances on my laptop, checked Facebook and my emails from the comfort of my sofa in my house warmed with the central heating on.</li>
<li><span style="color: #cc0000;">No resources such as laptops or internet to do work, pen and paper in front of the open fire range. You cannot check bank accounts from home, you would have cash somewhere in the house and a bank account book which showed the balance. You would have to go into town to withdraw money or put money into the bank. You would find out what people were doing today by walking down the street and talking to people. </span></li>
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<li>Went into town for a few bits and met some friends - drove to town in the car as it was raining heavily, put our coats on, got the baby in the car seat, put the pram & plastic rain cover in the boot of the car, parked outside the shop and ran into the warmth of the shop with the baby in the pram.</li>
<li><span style="color: #cc0000;">My grandmother used to either go to the village shop for provisions or wait for the grocers or butchers van to visit the village. They would not drive but walk everywhere or if they needed something from the larger town it might involve a bus ride. In the rain everything would get pretty wet, waterproof covers and coats were probably limited. </span></li>
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<li><span style="color: #cc0000;">Wet clothes would be dried on a rack in front of the fire. Instead of going to get another change of clothes, they may have put the same clothes back on once they had dried off a bit. It would take the clothes longer to dry.</span></li>
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<li><span style="color: #cc0000;">Making a sandwich is one of the tasks that probably hasn't changed drastically over the centuries but food to be kept cool would be in the larder rather than the fridge. Cheese and butter would be bought from the supermarket in smaller quantities more frequently.</span></li>
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<li>Text my husband to see what time he might get home from work.</li>
<li><span style="color: #cc0000;">There was no way of communicating with your husband until he got in from work.</span></li>
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<li>Talked to my brother in Germany on WhatsApp on my mobile phone.</li>
<li><span style="color: #cc0000;">Talking to my brother in the next county would have involved lots of letter writing with pen and paper, with a slow postal system it would take weeks on end to get replies. Cross country letter delivery would be incredibly slow in comparison to being able to talk to my brother instantly for free.</span></li>
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<li>Enjoyed left-over stew from yesterday for our tea. It had been cooked in the slow cooker yesterday in a large quantity to freeze and reheat. It was reheated in the microwave.</li>
<li><span style="color: #cc0000;">Meals were not cooked in large quantity as people may not have been able to afford to buy large quantities in one go and there would not have been the option for long term storage in the freezer, it would need to have been eaten the same day. There was no microwave to reheat anything it would have been in the oven, stove or on the hob.</span></li>
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<li><span style="color: #cc0000;">You would have to listen out for the baby. My grandparents may have even shared their beds with their parents, or the baby was put to sleep in the pram, the baby may not have had a cot.</span></li>
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<li>Sat downstairs in the living room, writing this blog on my laptop, listening to Katherine Jenkins music on Spotify, with the baby monitor next to me in case the baby wakes and cries, so I can go and comfort them.</li>
<li><span style="color: #cc0000;">There would certainly have been no blogging perhaps one may have kept a diary with paper and pen, but would it have been read by people from all across the world - probably not, only if published as a book. </span><span style="color: #cc0000;">Listening to music in my grandparents day would be either gramophone if one was available, radio or in house entertainment with the piano or other instruments which were available. </span></li>
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Does what you have written have any resemblance to how you view your life? Half full or half empty...</h4>
I am probably slightly more of a pessimist than an optimist so it would be half empty, it is interesting that when I first saw the image and wrote what I thought that I said neither half full or half empty.<br />
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Describe how you feel after you have reflected. Does that differ from your immediate thoughts?</h4>
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Although I am probably naturally a bit more of a pessimist I try hard to optimistic which is interesting that my initial reaction was that it is half glass of water without mentioning whether it was half full or half empty. Also trying to have a positive mindset over life, aids you to keep positive in general, which is another reason why it is important to be half full even if it takes effort sometimes.</div>
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My life is definitely divided into chapters. The chapters are divided by significant events and different phases of life. There is some overlap between some of the chapters. In my mind the chapters are:</div>
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<li>Primary school - 4 to 11 years old</li>
<li>Secondary school and adolescence - 11 to 16 years old</li>
<li>6th Form - 16 to 18 years old</li>
<li>Gap Year & Brazil - 18 to 19 years old (See <a href="http://ruthhogan.blogspot.co.uk/search/label/Brazil" target="_blank">Brazil @ RuthHogan blog</a>)</li>
<li>University - 19 to 22 years old</li>
<li>Trip to Malawi - aged 21 years old (See <a href="http://ruthhogan.blogspot.co.uk/search/label/Malawi" target="_blank">Malawi @ RuthHogan blog</a>)</li>
<li>Post university as a single person - 22 to 24 years old</li>
<li>Pre-marriage dating - 24 to 25 years old</li>
<li>Early marriage years - 25 to 28 years old</li>
<li>New Zealand Adventures - 26 years old (See <a href="http://ruthhogan.blogspot.co.uk/search/label/New%20Zealand" target="_blank">New Zealand @ RuthHogan blog</a>)</li>
<li>Parenthood - 28 years onwards</li>
<li>Life in Bradford - 19 years old onwards (See <a href="http://ruthhogan.blogspot.co.uk/search/label/BRADFORD" target="_blank">Bradford @ RuthHogan blog</a>)</li>
<li>Life in Bacup - Birth to 18 years old</li>
<li>Work at Opticians - 22 to 26 years old</li>
<li>Work in the hospital - 26 years old onwards </li>
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When I was a student at the University of Bradford was a real season of belonging to clubs & societies.</div>
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As a student I was a member of:</div>
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<li>Trampolining</li>
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Now, I struggle to find the time to be a part of clubs & societies, but I have recently joined Raise Your Voice Community Choir as I was really missing being actively involved in community music.<br />
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My family and I are also a part of an emerging community called The Well Community which is a group of people with the same faith values who are delving into deeper relationships together and processing what being a community means in today's society.<br />
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Growing up as a child I was always involved in something or other so here is a list of clubs and societies I was a part of for some of my childhood years:<br />
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<li>Trampolining at school</li>
<li>School Orchestra</li>
<li>School Chamber Orchestra</li>
<li>Church Choir - not a tradition church choir but we would sing together Christian musicals at various seasonal events, such as Christmas, Easter or anniversaries</li>
<li>Youth Club - based in a church we would hang out together on a Friday evening and eat sweets, play pool, listen to music, chat and just generally socialise</li>
<li>Christian Endeavour - a children's club at the church we were a part of as a family</li>
<li>Vision - a monthly Christian youth event, which has grown into something much bigger now</li>
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I love the idea of joining a good genealogical society or local history society but it's having the time to do this, as I would rather spend time with investing in my family, researching my family tree alongside work and housework and those never ending tasks!</div>
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I also occasionally go to events organised by clubs and societies related to my profession, especially when they are Continuous Educational Training days which interest me and my career path.</div>
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I have some photos of my great grandfather, Walter Davidson as part of a bowling club from Hull. We suspect it was East Park Bowling Club. My grandfather once told me that it upset him that Walter, his father, spent so much time with the bowling club and not enough time with his family.<br />
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Watching movies is not my favourite activity, I much prefer being on the go and doing things instead. I mostly enjoy watching a movie when I have some sewing or something to do.</div>
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I remember one of the first movies I went to see at the cinema was with a school friend for her 12th birthday. We went to see the new film Titanic. I was just 12 years old and it was a 12 rated movie, so it was quite exciting for many of my school friends to be able to go and see this movie when it first came out. I still love this film and also own the soundtrack as well as the DVD.</div>
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A great Christmas film to watch is Love Actually, a real good feel factor movie ready for the festive season.</div>
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My husband and I have enjoyed watching the Lord of the Rings (LotR) trilogy and have been really interested in the Hobbit movies as well. My husband has always been a LotR fan, but when we decided to go campervan-ing around New Zealand a few years ago, my husband decided it was wise to educate me in the ways of LotR and since then the Hobbit films have been released. We visited many of the film locations whilst in New Zealand. (You can see our blog from our New Zealand travels at <a href="http://ruthhogan.blogspot.co.uk/search/label/New%20Zealand" target="_blank">Ruth's Blog</a>)</div>
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I love the Shrek movies, growing up with them through my teens I was always drawn to watch them when the next one came out. I also own them all (except the 4th) on DVD.</div>
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I also have fond memories of watching over and over again the BBC Narnia films as a child. I loved them and have since enjoyed watching the new version of the Narnia movies - The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe, Prince Caspian, Voyage of the Dawntreader. We even visited some of the film locations on our NZ trip too.</div>
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If I am going to watch a movie, it has to really grasp me. My favourite movies are either books which have been well told into a movie, eg Narnia, LotR etc or historical dramas either real life or fictional, eg Titanic, Kings Speech, etc. I also like a bit of comedy in films such as Bruce Almighty, Shrek etc. My husband loves his Sci-fi and Action movies so we rarely find something that we both enjoy watching together.</div>
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I will leave you with some photos of the film locations we visited in NZ to peruse . . .</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bag End in Hobbiton (see blog post about <a href="http://ruthhogan.blogspot.co.uk/2012/07/day-44-thursday-19th-july-hobbiton.html" target="_blank">Hobbiton</a>)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cathedral Cove, NZ - Used in the opening scene of Narnia in the film Prince Caspian<br /> (see blog post about <a href="http://ruthhogan.blogspot.co.uk/2012/07/day-45-friday-20th-july-te-aroha-to.html" target="_blank">Cathedral Cove</a>)</td></tr>
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Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01260341414754524244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4998725240482605544.post-22815062549686666712014-10-26T16:13:00.000+00:002014-10-26T16:13:31.623+00:00Photographs Through The GenerationsOk so this blog post is an idea from <a href="http://www.geneamusings.com/2014/10/saturday-night-genealogy-fun.html" target="_blank">Genea-Musing</a> blog . . .<br />
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I have 7 generations of photos in my Davidson family line, so here goes . . .<br />
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<b>1) My great, great, great grandparents</b><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">John Davidson (1832-1897) & Jane Davidson nee Redwood (1827-1894)</td></tr>
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<b>2) My great, great grandparents</b><br />
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<b>2 & 3) My great, great grandmother & her sons, the youngest being my great grandfather</b><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Martha Davidson nee Hair (1862-1929) with her sons, Edward (1886-?) & Walter (1888-1969)</td></tr>
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<b>3 & 4) My great grandfather with his sons (my great uncles)</b><br />
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<b>4) My grandparents</b><br />
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<b>5) My dad with his younger brother</b><br />
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We have plenty a photo of the next generation but not to share at the momentRuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01260341414754524244noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4998725240482605544.post-70054511878473904092014-10-26T15:20:00.001+00:002014-10-26T15:20:37.837+00:00Love Languages? Historical roots of language . . .I was reading something really interesting today on another website with an amazing diagram which really shows the history of languages in a nutshell (I realise it's not 100% accurate but think it depicts the development of the many languages over the centuries . . .<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://mentalfloss.com/article/59665/feast-your-eyes-beautiful-linguistic-family-tree" target="_blank">Image link</a> - accessed 26th October 2014</td></tr>
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Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01260341414754524244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4998725240482605544.post-63767291125421892262014-10-25T21:36:00.002+01:002014-10-25T21:36:43.031+01:00Grave Hunting at Nab Wood Cemetery<div style="text-align: center;">
Today as we drove past Nab Wood Cemetery to get to a Lego Fair my husband wanted to see, I persuaded him on the return journey to stop off at the cemetery to visit the grave of my great, great, great grandmother, Sarah Hannah Poole & her son, my great, great grandfather, Fred Poole. I had found a reference to the grave on <a href="http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=gr&GSln=poole&GSfn=james&GSby=1837&GSbyrel=in&GSdyrel=all&GScntry=5&GSob=n&GRid=63485303&df=all&" target="_blank">FindAGrave.com</a> which aided locating the grave by already seeing a picture and knowing it's size, shape & colour.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Photo of my ancestor grave at Nab Wood Cemetery</td></tr>
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<b>In Loving Memory</b></div>
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<b>of SARAH HANNAH</b></div>
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<b>beloved wife of JAMES POOLE</b></div>
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<b>who died May 17th 1922</b></div>
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<b>in her 82nd year</b></div>
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<b>Also of JAMES POOLE</b></div>
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<b>husband of the above,</b></div>
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<b>died at Melbourne, Australia</b></div>
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<b>Also of FRED POOLE,</b></div>
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<b>Son of the above,</b></div>
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<b>died 8th April 1948</b></div>
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<b>aged 87 years</b></div>
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When I eventually found the grave of Sarah Hannah & Fred Poole, I was more surprised to discover that the neighbouring grave was that of another set of my great, great, great grandparents, John & Jessie Binns. John & Jessie Binns were Fred Poole's parents-in-law.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My ancestors grave at Nab Wood Cemetery</td></tr>
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<b>also JESSIE wife of the above</b></div>
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<b>Also ROSE HANNAH</b></div>
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<b>died Aug 5th 1896</b></div>
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<b>Also CLARISSA</b></div>
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We had a further general wander around the rest of the cemetery and found a grave for Ada Poole nee Druce, the wife of Charles H Poole. Charles H Poole was Fred Poole's brother & son to Hannah.</div>
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<b>aged 47 years.</b></div>
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All in all I feel it was a worthwhile trip especially finding 2 more ancestral graves which were unexpected finds!! </div>
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If my memory serves me correctly we had quite a number of school trips, at least one every year in primary school and one most years in secondary school.</div>
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I do not think I can remember them all (my mum could probably tell me more) but here goes:</div>
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<li><a href="http://new.lancashire.gov.uk/leisure-and-culture/museums/helmshore-mills-textile-museum.aspx" target="_blank">Helmshore Textile Museum</a> after we had been studying making wool (a local industry), I remember being the best in the class for spinning the wool or something and being picked out to have a go at the museum</li>
<li>Some kind of bird and wetlands place possibly <a href="http://www.wwt.org.uk/wetland-centres/martin-mere/" target="_blank">Martin Mere Wetlands</a> probably learning about birds and wildlife</li>
<li><a href="http://www.blackpoolzoo.org.uk/" target="_blank">Blackpool Zoo</a> in nursery school, if I remember correctly</li>
<li><a href="http://www.chesterzoo.org/" target="_blank">Chester Zoo</a> in the 6th form to learn about animal behaviour with the biology class - we went to Chester Zoo again recently for a fun day trip</li>
<li><a href="http://www.altontowers.com/" target="_blank">Alton Towers</a> theme park as part of a treat activity day at secondary school</li>
<li><a href="http://intu.co.uk/traffordcentre" target="_blank">Trafford Centre</a> - a shopping centre/cinema/bowling alley etc, again a treat activity day at secondary school</li>
<li><a href="http://www.blackpoolpleasurebeach.com/" target="_blank">Blackpool Pleasure Beach</a> - one year at secondary school they moved the activity day to the day when we had some of our music exams, so instead we got another day out of school going to Blackpool - this was great fun!!</li>
<li>Germany with Secondary school to practice our German and learn about the German culture</li>
<li>Outdoor pursuit centre in our last year of primary school for a week</li>
<li>Betws-y-Coed for a week in the 6th form on a biology field trip, the biggest memory from this trip was counting areas of sphagnum moss? I'm sure it served some purpose, but cannot quite remember what</li>
<li>In Primary School I have a vague memory of the whole class walking to the teachers house to have a look at something as part of a trip but for the life of me I cannot remember what that was!</li>
<li>Probably other museums locally at various points...</li>
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I remember regularly coming home from school trips with some kind of souvenir, whether it was a pencil, pen, ruler, rubber, keyring, usually something cheap and cheerful.</div>
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One year I cannot remember where we were going but it was in primary school and the class walked down to the road to wait for the coach to take us on our trip. We waited and waited for ages but it did not turn up so someone was sent back up to school phone the coach company. They had got the dates all muddled so we had to wait ages for the coach but eventually they sent one, but we were quite late arriving at our destination, but still had a fun day.</div>
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