Here’s one for a quiet Sunday. It’s just a news cutting from a century ago, but turned out to be a possible link back to Andrew’s Kindred.
Lichfield Mercury 2 Nov 1917 p3 col4
Benefit Collection. — On Sunday morning the Brownhills Excelsior Band, under the leadership of Mr. F. Morris, paraded the principal streets, a collection being taken en route on behalf of William Turner, of Watling Street, who has been unable to work for over two years owing to illness. The sum of £5 6s. &d. was collected. Continue reading “It was a hundred years ago today”→
As a young man I toured England, mostly, by bicycle. At some places I encountered hordes of tourists who visited places like London, “Edinborrow”, “Canterberry”, “Saulsberry” and other tourist honeypots, such as Bath and Stratford. They were as numerous as an army ranging through a foreign land. My land. I don’t begrudge them. After all, they bring much to these fair isles.
But Stratford-upon-Avon is not just for visitors from afar. Doubtless, if Mr Thomas is gazing down from on high, he will be disappointed that I am not in this traffic- and people-choked town to visit all things Shakespeare. Although Will (or someone else) wrote some great plays, I have to admit to enjoying some of the Continue reading “The 1st Bath & Stratfords”→
Last Thursday, I had a free day and cast about for something interesting to do. On the road atlas I noticed a heritage railway that seemed reachable. This turned out to be the Mid-Hants Railway, aka the Watercress Line. This railway has featured in Michael Portillo’s Great Railway Journeys, a series of BBC TV documentaries about railways in Britain. Repeats crop up from time to time. The name derives from the role of the railway in transporting watercress from Hampshire up to London, where, in Victorian times, it was sold by street vendors in small packets. It was a source of vitamins and general goodness, essentially a health food, for people whose diet was lacking in basic nutrition. Continue reading “Down on the Watercress Line”→
Just a quick record of a trip to Sawley and Nottingham. Last week I went to Sawley Marina on the Trent and Mersey Canal to view a narrowboat. Sadly, it was in need of much tlc, including work that was some way beyond my capabilities, even if I was boastful.
The other day I had some business at Hinckley, Leicestershire, but bought a return train ticket to the county city. I had no map or scheme, just turn up and wander about. Here are a few pics, but first Hinckley.
I have featured this coin before. These pictures were the first I took with a new lens that acts as a short range telephoto (90 mm) and macro, or close-up. But what was going on when it was minted two centuries ago?
As mentioned in my blog about the year without a summer, 1816, the country was suffering. Wages were in decline, harvests failing, the price of grain rising and with it the cost of daily bread. There remained a surplus of labour following the end of the Napoleonic Wars in 1815. Continue reading “X marks the spot”→