Clarice, You are Late! Late for a VERY Important Date!

Although I don’t usually enjoy receiving brown envelopes through the post - I will make an exception when one arrives from the General Records Office or the GRO as it known here in the UK...

Heigh-Ho! Heigh-Ho! It’s Off to Bow I Go….

I often find myself looking to the past for if I’m not in search of an elusive ancestor for a client or trawling through the 1911 Census for a few of my pesky relatives who STILL appear reluctant to reveal themselves, I could either be immersed in the year 1815 as the work on my Lord Byron abode continues or otherwise curled up in a quiet corner somewhere with 'Lady Byron and Her Daughters'...

In Hearts at Peace and Under an Scarboro’ Heaven….

Although there are always more questions than answers with Clarice - the events of that week do appear to have happened rather quickly and having taken a look through my archives and in the absence of any memorial card, letter of sympathy or an order of service I have discovered some images from a June visit to Woodlands Crematorium in the coastal town of Scarborough...