Saturday, November 26, 2016

Saturday 26th November 2016 - Number 1070

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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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Family Events from our database, for today 26th November

BIRTHS baptisms etc

1719 - Christen: Elizabeth LAWS-5997, Bishopsgate MDX UK

1761 - Birth: John LAWES (Ag Lab) -21195, Coombe Bissett WIL UK

1806 - Christen: John LAWS (Porter in Silk Warehouse) 870, Shoreditch MDX UK

1869 - Birth: Amelia LAWS-29211, Lambeth SRY UK

1889 - Birth: Charles Oswald Cox LAWES (Engine Driver) -38098, Wilton WIL UK

1902 - Birth: Albert George LAWES-38484, 

1902 - Birth: Emma Irene  LAWES (Spinster)-1952, Southampton HAM UK

1904 - Birth: Barbara LAWS-22545, Sunderland DUR UK

1910 - Birth: Enid Elizabeth LAWS-31360, 

1925 - Birth: Derek T LAWS-42399, 


1811 - Marriage: George LAWS (Quarryman)-26766 and Jane HODGSON-26767, 
          Egton NRY UK

1812 - Marriage: Samuel LAWS-14118 and Mary RECTOR-16473, Fauquier VA United States

1853 - Marriage: Thomas Brignell LAWS (Secretary Copper Mining Co) -7994 and Mary Ann Elizabeth BASHAM (Milliner) -5265, London MDX (St GHS)

1877 - Marriage: Samuel LAWS (Gamekeeper) -8337 and Ann ROBINSON-7798,
          Mansfield NTT UK

1895 - Marriage: Thomas Elijah LAWS (Ag Lab) -8633 and Martha ELLIOTT-23194,                       Skirlaugh ERY UK

1897 - Marriage: Edward GRAY-26760 and Mary Jane  Lewery LAW(Scholar) -5940, Earsdon NBL UK


1829 - Death: George LAWES-324, Breamore HAM UK

1862 - Death: William  LAWES (Carpenter & Builder)-27467, Basingstoke HAM UK

1882 - Death: Henry LAWS (Shoemaker) -5914, Litcham NFK UK

1915 - Death: Rufus LAWS- (Labourer)24890, Flat River MO United States

1943 - Death: W R LAWS (RAF Sergeant Aircrew 102 sqdn) -33593, 
          Still to be checked

1984 - Death: Katherine Mary LAWS-43006, Leamington Spa WAR UK

1984 - Burial: John Henry LAWS (SN US Navy) -16741, Houston, Harris Co TX United States

2004 - Death: Billy Reid LAWS-16876, Statesville NC United States


1918 - Admon: Agnes LAWS (Spinster) -6759, 

1918 - Residence: Samuel WITHERS (Coach Builder) -17329, Shrewsbury SAL UK

1918 - Residence: Madelaine Grace Mathews WITHERS-17328, Shrewsbury SAL UK


1865 - Birth: Kittie I MEISSNER-19324, WN USA

1880 - Birth: Belle M CARPENTER-17256, IL USA

1888 - Birth: Gertrude Jennie YEARGAIN-36398, Farmington, St.Francois Co.
          MO United States

1889 - Birth: Alice Lorinda ROE-3199, 

1910 - Birth: Ada Mary Fenn EMSDEN-10883, Thorington SFK UK



1905 - Death: Jane BARKER-6270, Fincham NFK UK

1931 - Death: Emily WARDLEY-8221, Doncaster WRY UK

1936 - Death: Ellen PHILLIPSON-13951, University College Hospital, Gower Street MDX but             resided at Woodrising, Shooters Way, Berkhampstead  HRT UK

1965 - Death: John M HARRELL-41774, 

1965 - Death: Kittie I MEISSNER-19324, San Joaquin CA United States


A suburban childhood of the Twenties 

Seen from the Nineteen Nineties

By John Robert Laws 1921-2008

Part 18
Before the building boom Southgate was largely an area of large mansions set in their own parks among farmland with a village of cottages and small shops where the new Underground station was now inserted.

                                           Southgate Underground Station

It has been well documented  by local historians and was in the final stages of suburbanisation when we moved there. I has scarcely know the area before moving there, but on at least one occasion had investigated the blackberries growing in the hedges of Osidge Lane at the bottom of which Pymmes brook was still a little stream edged with overgrown hawthorn.
There was a little farm in a small gentle valley opposite our new house, but within months the farm had become a large housing estate and, passing through the stages of a sea of mud became quite a pleasant suburban area.
A house got put up about one every three weeks with very little mechanical assistance, those houses were sold for about five or six hundred pounds, not cheap. A new house could be bought for a little as three hundred and seventy five pounds all around London.

Most houses were being built without garages but ours was one of a small development of half a dozen with a garage built in. Builders had not yet really decided that, a garage was an integral part of a house, so there was no upper storey over it.

Our enterprising builder had even put a radiator in the garage and this, together with a radiator in the hall and a towel rail in the bathroom made up his attempt at central heating. It was too bad that his knowledge of gravity circulation was weak and the garage was a bit lower than the rest of the house, so that its radiator was below the level of the ‘Ideal’ boiler in the kitchen and remained for ever stone cold.

The kitchen in the new house was a real update on what had gone before. There was still a built in dresser for the china with upper grooved shelves to stand up the dinner plates but the top was enclosed by doors, albeit panted a darkish brown. The larder alongside it was deep, giving a lot of space difficult to access.

For the first time there was a Refrigerator, a monstrous thing on legs with a big round cooling coil on top, to collect the dust where you could see it. It was however finished in white enamel and built like a tank. The black iron gas cooker was left behind and the new one was finished in mottled green vitreous enamel, all very solid.
We still had a deep white stoneware sink with a wooden draining board. The kitchen was of course a lot smaller than before and the old deal table used up a lot of the space so that there was little room to eat there.
A breakfast room lay alongside to eat in and this arrangement was a bit of a curate’s egg, handy when you needed an extra room but not so handy at breakfast time.

We were about half a mile from the new underground railway station, our move to the new house had been held back until it was completed. A bus route with single-decker buses ran down the road as far as the Chase Side Tavern. The bus stopped within a few yards of us on its way back and it cost a penny for the ride up the easy slope half a mile to the station. I had to be very late and actually see the bus coming, before money could be wasted in this profligate way.

The shops in Southgate were at that time in course of changing over from village to suburbia, a change which had been made in nearby Palmers Green a generation earlier probably when the railway arrived. The new tube station had a few new shops built around it but the old ones survived just a little longer, a tiny sweetshop run by a tiny old lady on the corner of Chase Side opposite the ‘Bell’ Public House, and a barbers beside the Bell, where boys got their hair cut for three pence. Next to that going north along Chase Side, Lees Stores survived a long time although the first moves towards supermarkets showed themselves in shops where you had to go from one counter to another to get your various goods instead of shop assistant fetching it all from far of places and piling it on the counter in front of you, before asking whether you would like it delivered.
Next to Lee’s was the paper shop and then an ancient toy shop which didn’t last long. The bike, and perhaps motorbike, repair shop was a hundred yards further on , more a single storey brick shed with a shop front than anything, but it survived  some years standing well proud of the new parade of shops built beside it which was set well back from the road with a very wide pavement.
Opposite was Collins the butchers, a purveyor of choice meat, complete with a slaughterhouse in the rear. Here Sam and his dad presided with straw hats and blue and white aprons and would chop away on their big wooden block to produce the chump chop you wanted out of half a sheep. They too would deliver if you liked in a little brown van, well known in the Southgate streets. No doubt you paid for the service in the prices but you still could buy a nice pork chop for four pence.

There were two garages locally, petrol cost the equivalent of six or seven new pence a gallon and you could buy a brand new Austin Seven for one hundred and five pounds if you were lucky enough to scrape that much together. 

                                                                Austin 7

My dad got a Chrysler saloon in place of the old bull-nosed Morris but didn’t have it long as he was neither the first, or the last, to drive straight on at one of the right-angled Essex lanes. I didn’t ride in it much anyway as he had given me a new bike which I liked much better. After the demise of the Chrysler came, a much more sedate Hillman which I feel nobody loved very much.      

Continued tomorrow
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 crypt

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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