by Charles Henry StottCharles Stott was my great, great-grandfather and he wrote a book which was passed through the family and finally ended up with me. Many of the articles it contains are fascinating because he is a social history buff and an observer of life in the late 1800s. The writing style is very… Continue reading Various Subjects, an Old Book of Local History
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Holidays
This is an article written by my two times great grandfather from a book entitled Various subjects and is dated 1889. For a full explanation. I found this article didn't say as much about holidays as I would have liked to have read. It's more like he is writing in a journal about his observations… Continue reading Holidays
Sister Cousin
by Mary Hiland Comedians love to build their acts on their terrible childhoods, so I would have a hard time being a comedian, because mine was almost idyllic. Although I enjoyed the benefits of being an only child, I felt I had been cheated out of three very important ingredients for a perfect young girl’s… Continue reading Sister Cousin
A Strange Good Bye
June 16, 2010- 9 p.m. I sit in the back of the room, silently watching a tableau of insecurity and the desperation of everyday life. I’m numb to the empty-headed chatter that is meant to be clever or funny but is neither. The noise of my solitude drums out the redundancy of their forced hilarity.… Continue reading A Strange Good Bye
A Menai Strait Walk
On the 21st June we met up with some friends and parked up in Menai Bridge in Wales where I live, and walked down to the Strait, the water surrounding the island. Despite living on Anglesey for two years, we hadn't been down this way. It was so picturesque and the houses had beautiful balconies… Continue reading A Menai Strait Walk
Sunrise over Snowdon
This is a lovely tale of a trip to Snowden and it surrounding aread. The Snowdonia mountain range is the backdrop to where I live. Wherever we go on our island of Anglesey, you get the magnificent vista sometimes surrounded in cloud, other times very clear. So it was nice to read of a fellow… Continue reading Sunrise over Snowdon
My Dad
by Carole Parkes What can I say about my lovely caring father? I have nothing but praise for him. He died aged ninety-seven and was until the very last, the most gentle, kindest, and loving man I know, except maybe for my husband of fifty three years who comes in extremely close. I have… Continue reading My Dad
Both Gone
In August 2010, life because sureal as we were faced with something that could never be changed What made it all the more complicated was that Mum and Dad were foster parents. Living at home they had three teenagers, one of which was severly disabled and two babies under the age of two. Social Services… Continue reading Both Gone
I Wish I Could Remember
by Rose English I wish I could remember how you bounced me on your knee, and lifted me up high, to touch the sky when I was three. ~*~ I wish I could remember the sound of laughter sweet. Especially when together sparkling, shining eyes would meet. ~*~ I wish I could remember, when we… Continue reading I Wish I Could Remember
A Free Spirit
by Lucy Lang My Dad was a free spirit ~ impossible to pigeon hole. Hated the rat race and followed his star! Merchant Navy seaman at aged 19. Heavily involved in the Normandy Landings in 1944. After the war, left for India and basically kept on travelling until the age of 72!! Never settled down!… Continue reading A Free Spirit
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