Sunday, 21 February 2010

Well that's another half term done and dusted

It's true what they say about time going by faster as you get older .... something to do with a lack of memory cells and I liken it to the memory being like an old cassette .... the more that is recorded the less space there is therefore the time between memories seems shorter making time go faster ..... am I making sense !!!

In between organising activities for small people, caring for a poorly grandson and moving out number one son I've managed little in the way of crafting this week but I have made progress on the Freecycling unwanted items before I bring new ones into the house front.  I must have gained a few square feet of space in the house and even my mum commented today on how empty/uncluttered the living room looked today.  Mainly because I have moved this

upstairs.  It was in the charity shop a couple of weeks ago and I just couldn't resist.  I have just the fabric to make some lovely bedding.  There was another similar crib in the CS last week but I was a good girl and resisted.

I've been sorting out some old photos too and thought I would use one as my new header photo.  This group is my paternal great-grandparents Bertie & Florence with the eldest of their nine children - Eric, Clarice and Florence.  GG Bertie was born in Dovercourt, Essex and GGM Florence in Mickfield, Suffolk.  They married in 1895 in St Albans and it was only when I started doing my family tree some 20 years ago that we discovered they had a daughter before they were married but she stayed in Suffolk and was raised by her grand-parents .... nobody in the family knew of her existence or if they did they never spoke of it.  Bertie was the son of a blacksmith but was work on the land diminished he had to turn his skills to something else which turned out to be plumbing.  He came to Bedfordshire just as the Victorians were starting to take drainage and sanitation seriously and looking at this posed family photo he looks as though he was probably doing alright.  If you look closely you can just see his watch chain .... my brother has inherited the gold watch at the other end of the chain as it has passed down through my grandad and dad.  My grandad was the 8th child of their brood ..... all raised in a two up two down and how they did it I will never know.  I can just about remember my great grandmother as a little old lady wearing a large hat when I visited my grandparents house as a child.  Bertie and the elder children died before my time but I do remember Florence or Auntie Flo as we called her .... what a character just like my grandad .... cheeky and full of fun and I can remember at family gatherings she would have a gash of red lippy and never failed to flash her bloomers during a dance!

I am a great believer in that you have to know where you have come from in order to know where you are going in life and tracing the family tree is so interesting.  If you haven't tried it I recommend that you do but be aware that it will become another addiction like the crafting/thrifting (or maybe that's just me ;-)

I had a very unusual maiden surname and was always curious about where it came from ... it was Scowen .... pronounced with a soft 'o' rather than the harder 'cow' sound.  Grandad always said it was Scandinavian and that is feasible because blonde hair and blue eyes do run in the family and my research has highlighted that the highest concentration of families with this name came from East Anglia and there were a few in Cornwall/Devon where the derivation was Scawen or Boscawen.

Here are a couple of other old photos .... this time on my paternal grandmother's side of the family .... she is the little one sitting on her mother's knee

When I can locate my Family Tree Maker master disc and can unlock my data I will post again on this subject.  I hope you have found it interesting and would love to hear of your family stories too. x


  1. I started to research my family tree many years ago and it is certainly addictive. I must admit I've not done any for several years, as it does get so expensive ordering certificates, etc. My maiden name is fairly common but on my fathers side we discovered an Austridge (pronounced Ostrich) married an Eggby! It made us smile! lol. I did notice your new header immediately - perhaps us genealogists are just tuned into old photos. I do find it incredibly sad when I see old photo's in frames in antiques shops as I feel they should be with their "family".

  2. That was a lovely post -

    We found a picture of G's mum when she was a child, that none of the family were aware of - such a lovely one too - so sad she didn't tell us about it...

    Have you plans for the crib? It would be lovely to see it when you've fixed it up..

    Love Lydia xx

  3. Love the banner, I must get the old photo's off my mum when she backs back off holiday

  4. I just LOVE seeing these old photos.. the more the merrier as far as I am concerned Debbie.

  5. The photos are so interesting and just where they should be, with their family. Tracing my family is on the retirement 'to do list'.

    The crib is gorgeous and I can completely understand why you would want it.
    Jak x

  6. We have such similar tastes! I wouldn't have been able to resist that baby bassinet either - even though there isn;t a bit of room in our house right now!
    You are so fortunate to have those gorgeous photographs of your ancestors. I have so very few.
    I am interested in doing more research on my family that originated in Somerset. A cousin has provided me with lots of dataand the census records. I would like to visit the area and try to locate their homes, if they are still standing.
    My family name was 'Dyte' and there seem to be a lot of them still in the area.
    It seems my group emigrated to Canada and then some of them to the US, but I am sure there were cousins who remained here.
    My great-grandfather was in the Navy and traveled the world marrying an English woman he met in Canada. My grandfather was born in the West Indies while his father was still in service. His dad, Sgt. Major Arthur Dyte is buried in Kempsey, and I have visited there.
    But I still have tons more research to do!
    Discovering our roots is such a time consuming job but well worth it andso interesting,too.

  7. Lala ... I just love researching my family history too and I especially enjoyed finding out about the Mystery House (it's among several posts under the category Genealogy on my blog)