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Recently on no more wriggling…
- Sorry Nigel Farage – Talking Books loved ‘Talking France’…
- Talking crime – on why we love a good murder mystery….
- Let’s focus on the words: Peter, Tony, and a Portrait of Keats
- Why Mrs T should have left the room quietly, closing the door behind her….
- ‘In relation to’ what? On ‘Talking Books’ and chewing words….
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Category Archives: Family History
On the 11th hour – Wilfred Owen & a most moving poetic parable
The 11th of November, and Remembrance Sunday were days my father held above most others. Some of my earliest memories involve standing to attention by the black & white television in the back room as Big Ben chimed, the guns … Continue reading
An Islington murder
Or should I say, TWO Islington murders…. Readers of my blog might know that I have been undertaking research on the area around Clerkenwell and Islington generally as I work to understand the life my London ancestors led. I have … Continue reading
Posted in Family History, History
Tagged Clerkenwell, family, Family History, history, London, mental health, Steinberg
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Calling Clerkenwell home – roots in roguish & revolutionary soil
The line between ‘family’ and ‘social’ history is becoming ever more blurred. For me, studying my tree has always been more about the history surrounding the lives of my ancestors than finding each and every distant relation. I know I … Continue reading
Posted in Family History, History, London
Tagged Clerkenwell, Crime, Family History, George Gissing, history, London, poverty, research, Victorian
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The mystery of the missing grandmother – or ‘O Bessie. Where Art Thou?’
I wrote this post last year and although I have recently discovered a little more about the strange dynamic of the Hardiman family I still cannot trace my Grandma. There are hints that as ‘Bessie’ she might be the daughter of her … Continue reading
The Grand National: or When is it time to end a family tradition?
This is an unplanned post, one of those I am prone to put out in response to an event that causes me to think deeply about an issue of importance to me. As I write, the BBC are once again … Continue reading
On the occasion of my 100th blog post – I give you a time machine…
I am a centenarian! I cannot believe that this is the 100th time I have posted on no more wriggling out of writing. It was in July 2010 that the first tentative jottings went out into the blogosphere and at … Continue reading
‘Keep it in the family’ – can a family history ever reveal the truth of tragedy ?
I have written before on the subject of my Great Uncle Alf Hardiman (see ‘An Unsound Mind’) and had an article published in Family Tree magazine (A Shadowy Past) relating his story and linking it to a family history of … Continue reading
Posted in Family History, History, Mental health, Writing
Tagged depression, family, history, London, relationships, writing
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A little tooth shows us a big, big truth….
This is something of a random, impulsive post; but I just had to share with you a wonderful poem that was introduced at the reading group I attend. We are lucky to have the poet Julia Copus running our group … Continue reading
The high cost of learning: valuing a study of our past
I don’t know about you, dear reader, but I occasionally feel the urge to have a really good rant. These explosions of fury are usually of no practical use, but occasionally they can be incredibly productive. I had one on … Continue reading
Who do you think YOU are? This show could help unravel the mystery…
I suspect there will be a number of blog posts relating to the Who Do You Think You Are? Live show that took place at London Olympia at the weekend. It was that kind of event. My experience of any … Continue reading

