Yohoo, I’m back…..

Hello folks, you have noticed (or more likely not) that I have been missing for a while from my page. That is because I have been struggling to finish my book and get it into print and with a great deal of help from my long suffering family I finally reached my goal! Yipee…mentally turns…

Worth a Thousand Words?

Originally posted on Kathy Sharp:
Once upon a time novels used to be illustrated. My copy of Emily Brontë’s Wuthering Heights, which belonged to my late mother-in-law, is a dull little book at a glance – until you open it and find the illustrations. Your feeling for the story – your curiosity – is awakened…

Granfer Henry Reads the News; Every Day Lives in Weymouth; 1884.

What I find fascinating about mooching through old newspapers is not only the sensational crimes and usual misdemeanours that fill the columns of the local papers, but also those mundane snippets that give us every day glimpses of our Victorian ancestors lives. In some sense, they really weren’t that much different from us. Take The…

Naughty Naughty…Knocker Wrenching.

Originally posted on NOTHE FORT AND BEYOND…:
Throughout its history, Weymouth’s Red Barracks and Nothe Fort have seen various troops come and go. Some good, some bad, some just plain bored and a few high spirited. Their boots marched through the town on parades, they wooed and (sometimes) wed the local girls, or maybe snatched a sneaky bit…

A Sorry Tale of Love and Betrayal; Weymouth 1880.

During my  perusals of various sites and old local newspapers I often come across some intriguing stories. Such was the case a few weeks ago when I was mooching through the old Police Gazettes, a periodical which gives a fascinating and highly detailed insight into our Victorian ancestors lives and their mishaps or misdemeanours. Should…