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The Bez Valley Ghost House

The Bez Valley Ghost House

I have written a blog! I have not fallen off the face of the earth, although I have fallen down the rabbit hole. If you have forgotten in the very long time since my last blog here, I have another, for which I dress up like a bit of a fool for Rubbish Day Wednesdays. … Continue reading

Sydney: Of rules and strange familiarity

Sydney: Of rules and strange familiarity

  I went on a trip, following in the footsteps of my itchy-footed great great grandmother, Ethel, from South Africa to New Zealand. This follows on from where I left off in my earlier post about my great Antipodean time-travelling adventure… So, there I was, lying on the shiny tiled floor of Sydney airport’s International Arrivals Hall. After … Continue reading

Oh my! Isn’t that wonderful?

Oh my! Isn’t that wonderful?

Almost 12 years ago now 23Thorns and I were on our honeymoon at a beautiful hotel called Cybele Forest Lodge. Our room had its own swimming pool, the white bed sheets were crisp, the towelling robes were huge and fluffy. There must surely have been a scattering of rose petals on the bed, but I forget … Continue reading

Granny was a go-go dancer (almost)

Granny was a go-go dancer (almost)

I’m back! I have been a very bad blogger for the past three weeks. There are two reasons for this: 1) I have been living a pre-Industrial Revolution life. I bought myself a bustle dress and a proper, torturously beautiful corset and I spend my days assembling my wares. My arms are so tired by the end of … Continue reading

Victorian Circus: “An evil influence”

Victorian Circus: “An evil influence”

I am researching a family tree for a friend of a friend. All of the action takes place near a town close to Belfast called Banbridge. It is on the River Bann on a stretch of river where the trees grow so thickly on the bank that I can’t see a footpath. The river is deep and dark. It … Continue reading

Who Do You Think They Are?

Who Do You Think They Are?

Who comes to mind when I tell you the following? He was a middle-class London lad with serious aspirations. He studied in Paris. He had a penchant for wearing silks and furs and threw the most lavish parties in town. He had over 150 knights in his service. He owned six ships and was partial to blood sports. He … Continue reading

In Which I Trollin Through 17th Century Norfolk and A Dictionary of Middle English

In Which I Trollin Through 17th Century Norfolk and A Dictionary of Middle English

Trollin v., L.G. trullin, troll, roll, walk, wander, ‘volvo’ PR.  þus haþ he trolled (pple.) forþ þise two and þritti winter. I am reading a dictionary of Middle English and I am absolutely riveted. When the husband and children leave the house, I read it out aloud to myself and wonder if my most distant named ancestor John Thyrston or Johannis Thurston or Jno. … Continue reading

Hottentoo Harry, Jan Van Riebeeck and Granny Thompson Part Two

Hottentoo Harry, Jan Van Riebeeck and Granny Thompson Part Two

This is part two of Hottentoo Harry, Jan Van Riebeeck and Granny Thompson. As per my charming husband’s instruction, I split the article in two. I hope after the abrupt expulsion (compliments of said husband) from the fynbos-covered land around Cape Town, that you can throw yourself back into the south-easter. Hottentot Harry whose real name was Autshumato learnt some … Continue reading