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Lord, help me dig into the past and sift the sands of timethat I might find the roots that madethis family tree of mine
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 our fathers trod, which led them through so many lands, to find our present sod.
Lord help me find an ancient book or dusty manuscript, that's safely hidden now away, In some forgotten crypt.
Lord help me find an ancient book
or dusty manuscript,
that's safely hidden now away,
In some forgotten crypt.
Lord, let it bridge the gap, that haunts my soul when I can't find, that missing link between some name, that ends the same as mine.
Henry Lawes1595-1662
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We could put your LAWS/LAWES story here
Henry Lawes
1595-1662
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We could put your LAWS/LAWES story here
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Extracted from our Database today
Extracted from our Database today
Thursday 8th October 2020
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A Child of the Twenties
A suburban childhood of the Twenties as seen from the Nineteen Ninetiesby John Robert Laws 1921-2008 Part 3The kitchen was decorated in the deco of the period. The matchboarding of the lower part of the walls was painted a light brown like the dresser, and the upper walls were done in a strong cream gloss. I'm pretty sure there were lace curtains the same as the rest of the house. Just a touch of an earlier period was the fringe to the mantlepiece where the tea caddy (an ornamental tin), the candlesticks and the spill jar stood. The fireguard had a nice brass rim at the top, well polished by the constant touching of hands and glistened from the fire and the gaslight. Behind it was the black kitchen range, a solid fuel stove with two ovens and a back boiler for hot water. Much of the cooking was done on it in the winter using heavy old iron cooking pots which must have been heirlooms. It the only heating in the house till late afternoon unless the bedroom gas fires were used to dress by. The kitchen stove was lit at six in the morning normally by Lottie, though I remember my dad doing it on one occasion with me looking on. Everyone else must have been out of action I reckon.
The scullery next to the kitchen saved the yellowish shallow sink and the black iron gas cooker with its brass taps from spoiling the kitchen. It was definitely a workplace. the built-in copper had a fire below it to boil the wash. the mangle was enormous with big wooden rollers to get the water out before and after rinsing. the corrugated washboard had not yet been passed on to the skiffle group. Clothing must have been tough to withstand the battering. It all had to be ironed of course which was done on the kitchen table on the ironing cloth conveniently kept in its end drawer. Two heavy flat-irons were used one in use while the other was reheated on the gas cooker. No thermostats on these, a drop of spit on the finger applied to the hot iron would tell whether the sizzle was about right.
The one convenience, so to speak, about the scullery was the downstairs loo was entered from it. At that time they were normally out in the garden waiting for the first hard frost to put them out of action. Indeed so were most of those of the houses built in the later building boom of the early thirties.
There was one other work area, the coal cellar, prohibited to the infant population. This too was better than the thirties houses which had coal bunkers in the garden from which the fuel must be fetched come rain snow or shine. The descent to the cellar through a door in the hall passage was steep to go down and perhaps steeper to climb up laden with a bucket of coal, so some may dispute my feeling that it was better than going out in the rain.
The coal came into the cellar through the coal-hole in the top front step which was recessed into the house to give a small porch with the iron cover of the coal-hole in the centre. Four of five sandstone steps led up from street level and the coalman would carry his enormous sack up and upend it over the hole. Needless to say, this spoiled the pristine cleanliness of the whitened step and was not a popular event. Personally, I liked to see the patient carthorse observing the proceedings while digging into his nosebag and enjoying the enforced rest. Having delivered his orders, the coalman would patrol the streets calling 'Coal' at intervals in the hope of casual customers. Much the same perhaps as the 'butanero' delivering gas in today's Spain, though he needs no call, the clatter of his lorry enough to rouse the customers.
As well as the coal store there was plenty of space in the cellar with a sort of second room into which a feeble light filtered bt a small window below the 'front room' bay. I remember it as a junk store but maybe it was just things one couldn't throw away. Perhaps the most valuable thing in the cellar was the cold tap which didn't freeze even in the coldest snap when everybody's pipes were frozen and standpipes had to be put up in the streets.
MORE TOMORROW
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Dear Ancestor,-Your tombstone stands amongst the rest, neglected and aloneThe names and dates are chiselled out on polished marble stone
Thursday 8th October 2020
We don't show births after 1920 or marriages after 1940
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A Child of the Twenties
A suburban childhood of the Twenties as seen from the Nineteen Nineties
by John Robert Laws 1921-2008
Part 3
The kitchen was decorated in the deco of the period. The matchboarding of the lower part of the walls was painted a light brown like the dresser, and the upper walls were done in a strong cream gloss. I'm pretty sure there were lace curtains the same as the rest of the house. Just a touch of an earlier period was the fringe to the mantlepiece where the tea caddy (an ornamental tin), the candlesticks and the spill jar stood. The fireguard had a nice brass rim at the top, well polished by the constant touching of hands and glistened from the fire and the gaslight. Behind it was the black kitchen range, a solid fuel stove with two ovens and a back boiler for hot water. Much of the cooking was done on it in the winter using heavy old iron cooking pots which must have been heirlooms. It the only heating in the house till late afternoon unless the bedroom gas fires were used to dress by. The kitchen stove was lit at six in the morning normally by Lottie, though I remember my dad doing it on one occasion with me looking on. Everyone else must have been out of action I reckon.
The scullery next to the kitchen saved the yellowish shallow sink and the black iron gas cooker with its brass taps from spoiling the kitchen. It was definitely a workplace. the built-in copper had a fire below it to boil the wash. the mangle was enormous with big wooden rollers to get the water out before and after rinsing. the corrugated washboard had not yet been passed on to the skiffle group. Clothing must have been tough to withstand the battering. It all had to be ironed of course which was done on the kitchen table on the ironing cloth conveniently kept in its end drawer. Two heavy flat-irons were used one in use while the other was reheated on the gas cooker. No thermostats on these, a drop of spit on the finger applied to the hot iron would tell whether the sizzle was about right.
The one convenience, so to speak, about the scullery was the downstairs loo was entered from it. At that time they were normally out in the garden waiting for the first hard frost to put them out of action. Indeed so were most of those of the houses built in the later building boom of the early thirties.
There was one other work area, the coal cellar, prohibited to the infant population. This too was better than the thirties houses which had coal bunkers in the garden from which the fuel must be fetched come rain snow or shine. The descent to the cellar through a door in the hall passage was steep to go down and perhaps steeper to climb up laden with a bucket of coal, so some may dispute my feeling that it was better than going out in the rain.
The coal came into the cellar through the coal-hole in the top front step which was recessed into the house to give a small porch with the iron cover of the coal-hole in the centre. Four of five sandstone steps led up from street level and the coalman would carry his enormous sack up and upend it over the hole. Needless to say, this spoiled the pristine cleanliness of the whitened step and was not a popular event. Personally, I liked to see the patient carthorse observing the proceedings while digging into his nosebag and enjoying the enforced rest. Having delivered his orders, the coalman would patrol the streets calling 'Coal' at intervals in the hope of casual customers. Much the same perhaps as the 'butanero' delivering gas in today's Spain, though he needs no call, the clatter of his lorry enough to rouse the customers.
As well as the coal store there was plenty of space in the cellar with a sort of second room into which a feeble light filtered bt a small window below the 'front room' bay. I remember it as a junk store but maybe it was just things one couldn't throw away. Perhaps the most valuable thing in the cellar was the cold tap which didn't freeze even in the coldest snap when everybody's pipes were frozen and standpipes had to be put up in the streets.
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Dear Ancestor,-
Your tombstone stands amongst the rest, neglected and alone
It reaches out to all who care, it is too late to mournYou did not know that I exist, you died and I was bornYet 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 agoSpreads out amongst the ones you left who would have loved you so,I wonder if you lived and loved, I wonder if you knewThat someday I would find this spot and come to visit you.
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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
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Robert Henry Laws1828-1881Captain of the Barque 'Woolhampton' my paternal Great Grandfather
Barque 'Woolhampton'
This is Robert Henry's Wife Sarah Ann Laws, formerly FullerMy paternal Great Grandmother1846-1924
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Robert Henry Laws
1828-1881
Captain of the Barque 'Woolhampton'
my paternal Great Grandfather
Barque 'Woolhampton'
This is Robert Henry's Wife
Sarah Ann Laws, formerly Fuller
My paternal Great Grandmother
1846-1924
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2008 Olympics Cyclist
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1974 -2017
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We only show births before 1920, and marriages before 1940.
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10/09/2020 Big delivery arrived from FRANCE
Today Thursday the 10th of september
most goats cheeses are BACK IN STOCK as well as the very popular Pâté de champagne
( country style ). plus all the usual cow’s milk and blue cheeses.
Please feel free to contact me if you need to discuss quantities or just if you want to know how ripe is the Brie this week for exemple….
most goats cheeses are BACK IN STOCK as well as the very popular Pâté de champagne
( country style ). plus all the usual cow’s milk and blue cheeses.
Please feel free to contact me if you need to discuss quantities or just if you want to know how ripe is the Brie this week for exemple….
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