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Sunday, July 10, 2016

LFR 10 July 2016 - Number 931






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DearAncestor,-
Your tombstone stands amongst the rest, neglected and alone
The names and dates are chiselled out on polished marble stone
It reaches out to all who care, it is too late to mourn
you did not know that I exist, you died and I was born
Yet each of us are cells of you, in flesh, in blood, in bone.
Our blood contracts and beats a pulse entirely not our own

Dear Ancestor,
the place you filled one hundred years ago

spreads out amongst the ones you left who would have loved you so,
I wonder if you lived and loved, I wonder if you knew
That someday I would find this spot, and come to visit you. 


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IMPORTANT

We are suspending operation of the LAWS FAMILY REGISTER
from June 30, 3016
We will work on our LAWS FAMILY TREE
This Blog will continue
All LAWS Enquires arw still welcome

                       Family Events for today 10th July, from our database

We have excluded records of living people to protect their Privacy -we are not showing births after 1920 or marriages after 1940 these are only available to members of the register

If you are interested in anyone listed here, email us with the name, date and reference number, and we will happily do a look up, you might even get a whole tree! 

This blog will also appear on our Facebook page, please come visit us, We will be happy to help with your LAWS/LAWES research, and in certain instances we may be willing to undertake private research on your behalf.

registrar@lawslamilyregister.org.uk 

Family Events
1743 - Marriage: Henry JOY and Elizabeth LAWS, Berwick St John WIL UK
1774 - Marriage: Edward LAWES and Elizabeth ROBERTSON, Nowich NFK (St Peter Mancroft)


1794 - Marriage: John LAWS (Riding Officer) and Elizabeth ACRES, Tilmey St Lawrence NFK UK


1796 - Birth: Isabella LAWS, Gateshead DUR UK
1800 - Death: Elizabeth LAWS, Broad Chalke WIL UK


1803 - Christen: Robert William LAWS, Stepney MDX UK


1819 - Birth: Thomas LAWS (Builder retired/Widower) , Floredon NFK UK
1825 - Baptism: Elizabeth LAWS, Copdock SFK UK
1831 - Birth: Charlotte LAWS, Sullivan NH USA
1837 - Baptism: Elizabeth LAWES, Bower Chalke WIL UK


1838 - Birth: Andrew Timothy LAWS, Wilkes Co NC USA
1842 - Marriage: George LAWS and Ann CROSS, Norwich NFK UK
1858 - Birth: Louise LAWS,
1859 - Birth: James LAWS, Norwich NFK UK
1878 - Death: Jenny A LAWS,
1883 - Birth: Joseph Henry LAWS (Mercantile Clerk), Mile End MDX UK
1885 - Death: Harriett LAWS, Kensington MDX UK
1896 - Birth: Marjorie Violet M LAWS,
1904 - Birth: Phyllis Caroline A LAWS West Ham ESS UK
1910 - Death: Mary Ann Shilling LAWES (Spinster) St. Leonards on Sea SSX
1911 - Birth: Marjorie LAWS (RAAF) Brisbane QLD AUSTRALIA
1943 - Death: Julia Ann LAWS (Fancy Nail Worker) North East SRY
1948 - Death: Hiram LAWS, 
1953 - Burial: Mitchell  LAWES (PFC US Army) Beverley NJ USA
1956 - Death: James Thomas LAWS, Kew VIC AUSTRALIA
1965 - Death: John Morrison  LAWS (Nurseyman) West Coast NZ
1982 - Death: James Reginald Spencer LAWES (Clerk) Hastings SSX resided at
          St Leonards on Sea SSX UK
1990 - Death: Arthur Edgar LAWS, Narrabri West NSW AUSTRALIA
2010 - Death: Cyril Nicholas Bulman LAWS (Postman)
2012 - Death: Harold William Victor LAWS, Felixstowe SFK UK

MISC
1777 - Baptism: Ann CHARTERS, Torpenhow CUL UK
1852 - Baptism: Annie CHARTERS, Torpenhow CUL UK
1859 - Baptism: Joseph CHARTERS, Torpenhow CUL UK
1875 - Birth: Lily Gertrude SPINKS, Maidstone KEN UK
1888 - Death: Mary Grace WILLIAMS, Adelaide SA AUSTRALIA
1923 - Death: Harriet Elizabeth HAMMOND,
1931 - Death: Martha BEARD, Raleigh WV USA
1979 - Death: Lillian SIMPSON, Sydney NSW AUSTRALIA

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A CHILD OF THE 1920's
AS SEEN FROM THE 1990's
by
John Robert Laws 1921-2008

P7
Until school age there was not a lot of contact with adults outside the family. One saw the neighbour in their gardens from time to time but it was not till a little later that a family came next door with whom we became friendly. The Kemble’s had five offspring, five daughters for starters the youngest in her late teens, and a son harry a bit older than myself with whom I became quite friendly. For some years we were regular cycling companions.

The tradesmen were the people who are impressed on my memory. Delivery was order of the day despite shopping on an almost daily basis. The milkman had an open backed float with churns in it and would dip the milk out with a long handled measure into your jug. It was not long till he graduated to a horse and cart with four wheels and milk in glass bottles with cardboard tops but in very hot weather, despite two deliveries a day, you still had to boil the milk soon after delivery before it went off. My mother used to tell me that when she lived in Devon as a child they had their own cow and that after milking she would separate the cream which she loved and churn the butter. That was all gone for town dwellers of course, but in the grocers shop the butter would still be scooped up and patted into shape instead of arriving in oblong paper packets.

The grocer delivered as well and his man would arrive at the door step and jog the memory with a verbal list of commodities delivered in a rapid fire voice rather like a market auctioneer."Salt - Pepper - Vinegar-Mustard" he would fire away and then take up his list at the same point after he had been interrupted with an item. The baker's man pulled a two wheeled handcart with a rounded top and a leg at the back so that it didn't tip up when he let go. He would delve into this for the loaf you wanted, warm and crusty and certainly not wrapped or sliced! The postman was distinctive in his blue uniform with red piping and his odd little flat hat, almost a helmet. He did not bring a load of junk mail for the dustman to take away again, and what he delivered today had been posted yesterday except from foreign parts.

It is odd to have no memory of a butcher delivering at that time, perhaps my mother preferred to select our meat in the shop. There were certainly butchers boys to be seen on their delivery bicycles with a basket on the front, whistling their way around the streets. Later, in the thirties we had a butcher who would call early and then would come back with the meat in time for lunch. Going by the name of Sam Collins he was a big beefy fellow with a perpetual grin who was everybody’s friend.

There were street traders in the twenties as throughout the ages. A muffin man came along the street at weekends ringing his handball with a cloth covering a tray of muffins and crumpets on his head. From time to time a knife grinder would come along with a grinding wheel attached to the front of his bicycle and worked in some mysterious way from the pedals. He called as he came, offering his services and out would come the women with their carvers and kitchen knives to sharpen. Most doorsteps were sandstone anyway so there were plenty who managed well without him.

In the High Street there were those who offered oddments from doorways, matches and lemons spring to mind. Along the gutters the sandwich board men, walked, enclosed in their advertising matter or calls to repentance, sometimes singly sometimes in threes or fours in a straggling crocodile. Occasionally there was an organ grinder on the corner of a side street, winding his handle and his mechanical music would add to the general street noise. There is an impression of noisiness in the High Street. Apart from the street traders there were trams clattering on their steel rails, horses were iron shod and so were the wheels of most of the carts. Lorries vans and cars were less well silenced and there was even the occasional Steam traction engine. However there were no motor scooters and the few motorbikes did not roar around.    


Part 8.

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Lord, help me dig into the past
and sift the sands of time
That I might find the roots that made
This family tree of mine

Lord, help me trace the ancient roads,
On which my father's trod
And led them through so many lands
To find our present sod.

Lord, help me find an ancient book
Or dusty manuscript,
Thats's safely hidden now away
In some forgotten crypy.

Lord, let it bridge the gap that haunts
My soul, when I can't find
The missing link between some name
That ends the same as mine


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