Now that winter is in full swing having some radiant heat is an improvement on the more general heat that my fan heaters provide. Really, it’s something of luxury, especially as mains electricity is included in the mooring fee. Nonetheless, it was worthwhile getting the stove in full working order.
Light cleaned (as far as possible
This is what I “inherited”. A bit rusty on top, almost no fire bricks and no throat plate. I had used it, but when the rope seal in the inside of the door fell off, I thought it best to get it sorted out.
Enter Dave the engineer at Venetian. But first, the weather:
What is the likelihood of two couples with identical names being married in the same quarter? Well, I guess if they were John Smith and Mary Jones it would not be such a surprise, but in this case they were Josiah Cooper and Edith Maria Birch. Continue reading “Strange marriage”→
One of the earliest mysteries in Andrew’s KIndred was The Pub Dennises. This concerned a number of descendants of second great grandfather Henry Dennis, about whom my folks new next to nothing. Well, there is a parallel with the Shinglers, some of whom married Dennises. I asked a Shingler if she knew anything about her publican relatives and she knew not. This follows the most recent (John I Chapter V) in my sequence on my old house and surroundings, as Dad’s uncle Jack sold on the lease to Wallace John Shingler; 14 July 1948, below. Continue reading “The Pub Shinglers”→
In the 1871 census the six pairs of cottages, edged red above, were known as Howdle’s Row, but by 1881 had become Howdle’s Cottages.
When were Howdle’s Cottages built?
When they were demolished in about 1967 it was said that the cottages were about 200 years old. Martin Littler, who grew up in one of them recently reminded us that it was what people said at the time, both on BrownhillsBob’s Brownhills Blog and to me in person. But why build back then? Continue reading “Howdle’s Cottages: How old?!”→
Here are a few pictures from recent walks. On Friday I decided to walk all the way to Nantwich along the cut, which, at a relaxed pace, took just two hours. It was not a great day for photography, but was a pleasant outing.
Here is the third section of my exploration of the history of my old house and surroundings in Howdles Lane. The series begins here.
In the previous post we saw how the land lay in 1882. Little had changed by 1901 and 1915. So the following maps give a good idea of what the area was like when the lease came up for auction in 1911. Continue reading “George II”→