Tuesday, 13 May 2014

Dover (Sibertswold) to Sutton Coldfield



Wed 16 Apr

Having given up completely on the Alma’s wifi, I found a coffee shop who have it, and for the price of a coke & muffin I sat there for two hours catching up on emails, paying the visa, booking more accommodation, checking train times to Birmingham, etc


                      Shepherdswell Green
 
By 12.45 I was on a bus to Shepherdswell, a small village where Harriet Ann Wise VENNER was born in 1855 – my 2-greats grandmother, who came to NZ and married James WILSON. She was the illegitimate daughter of Ann Judith VENNER. My current thinking is that her father’s surname was possibly WISE, although there are no likely candidates living in the area in the 1851 or 1861 census – but Dover is a port, and there would have been a lot of sailors around …

The old Church

                                                                                                                        












Shepherdswell is a very old village, formerly known as Sibertswold. It boasts one pub, a small shop/post office, and a church. Unfortunately for me the church was pulled down and rebuilt in 1863 – although, having said that, she did not appear to be baptised there anyway - the family at that time were Non-conformists. But it was open (yay), so I had a good wander around, and listened to the organist practising. After he finished, we had a nice chat. 

       Note the different symbols on the candlesticks
 
Harvey worked in London as a Methodist minister, and has retired here. He and his wife love the relaxed lifestyle and village life. Amazingly enough, he has no connection with NZ at all. I have got so used to everyone I meet having relatives there, or have been on a holiday, or have friends who have been over – but nothing! However, he is interested in family history, and was telling me the story of an ancestor who was sent to Botany Bay as a convict after stealing $50. That was a huge sum in those days, so he was lucky to escape hanging. He left a wife and two children in England, although his wife pleaded to be allowed to go with him. He then married again in Australia, and from the sound of it did not even wait the usual seven years. 




















Then I wandered the village, before sitting in the sun with my kindle for a relaxing hour while I waited for the next bus back to Dover – they get only about four a day here.

Reading: Agatha Raisin and the Walkers of Dembley
Evening: Exploring Churches by Paul & Tessa Clouney

Thursday 17 Apr

Train to Kings Cross – Euston – Birmingham New St – Wylde Green. Offered tea/coffee/orange juice, then the breakfast selection – a roll, with sausage or bacon or vegetarian sausage. Lunch menu is available on trains that left after 11am, and we left at 10.45.Luckily I am not travelling First Class for the food! It works out to $30 extra per trip when buying a Britrail Pass in NZ, and buying it here is a lot more expensive – I have seen a difference of $250 on one journey. It also means that since I am travelling several times on or within a day of public holidays, I am fairly sure of a seat, as First Class is never full. The only downside of the Pass is that I cannot book a seat ahead. Having travelled once sitting on the floor in the corridor because every seat was booked, I decided that once was really enough for that experience.  

Sheila was at Wylde Green to meet me, and we spent the rest of the day catching up with each other. She lives at Sutton Coldfield, just outside Birmingham, in a nice semi-detached house built about 1928. We first met in NZ, (I can’t remember where, was it at Jane’s?) as she tries to come over for two months each year to stay with her daughter Debbie and family. We have a common interest in books, and I have introduced her to genealogy ….

We also have some friends in common, my ex-NZSG teamie Shirley Pedersen, who plays online scrabble with her, and Bruce Cousins, our Cobham friend who allowed us to house-sit for him in Surrey while he was here in Auckland. Bruce and Sheila play bridge together in Auckland, so you can see that she is a lady with a wide diversity of interests. When at home, she also gardens. She is a delight to be with, and has a great sense of humour and quick wit, so we have a lot of laughs. She also – and this is NOT the main attraction – has a house full of books I want to read. I would offer to house-sit while she is in NZ, but then I wouldn’t get to see her – life is such a worry.

Sunday, 11 May 2014

Dover - Buckland, Hythe & Folkestone



Monday 14 Apr

 After breakfast in the cafe next door, I made my way down to the town – it is really close to this B&B, so will be no distance at night when I am tired. 

Remembered places & ways to places as I went, found the Info centre … at least, where the Info Centre was! Retraced steps to near enough where I came into the town centre down by the museum & library, as it is now part of the museum entrance/shop. Picked up a map, but don’t think it is as good as my last one, does not show many streets. However, ‘twill suffice for now.

Next across to the library to see what they have, as nothing appears to be online. Other than films of the local PR’s, and a good selection of old maps, ‘not much’ appears to be the answer. There is a row of locked glass-fronted cabinets full of local books, many of which you can’t even read the spine. 

So I looked at a film of St Andrew Buckland christenings, and printed the half dozen of mine. I had the dates for. I had planned to grab these at SLC, but wanted to get into the feel of the Dover Library. Then someone asked to sit at the table I had my notebook open on, who turned out to be a professional genealogist having a day off – and after asking about my research, promptly took me around to see the places I wanted to find, and made some notes to look up for me after we parted. Now that is the kind of thing I hope we do for our overseas visitors at the NZSG!


                                                  St Andrews, Buckland, Dover

We first walked around to Cowgate Hill, where Barton VENNER lived at No 3 in 1861, then went on to find a bus up to St Andrews at Buckland, so I could see the church that some of my rellies were baptised and married in. (A seagull with bad diarrhoea and a worse aim caught both of us while standing at the bus-stop, but we decided to suffer temporarily … ) After a brief 3-4 minute journey we crossed the road and it was just around the corner. It wasn’t open, and there was no notice  anywhere we could find to get a key, but it was nice to see it anyway. Lyn is frustrated that none of the local societies have done anything that she knows of to record the MI’s before they all become illegible or are vandalised - as am I. 

Then we caught the bus back as far as Morrisons (big complex), took some pics of 5 Albert St, (more VENNER rellies, this time Fred and Mary Ann  SERGEANT) and had lunch – my treat, obviously.

                                                              5 Albert St, Dover

After which she went to visit with her niece, who had walked in, and I did a quick shop for some cheese & crackers (tea), since we have a fridge in the kitchen. Did I mention that we can’t drink the bathroom water in our rooms? Have to get it from the kitchen downstairs. I did not like to inquire just why we can't drink the water (especially since Leo's English is not wonderful), that is definitely a first for me in England!

The next important job was to deal with the fallout from the seagull, but on the way home I walked past an accommodation ‘shop’ which organises rentals, and there was a picture of one of the houses in the same terraced block in Albert St. Not my actual house, but still good to see what the inside might look like now. With pics of the outside and four of the inside, what else could I do but go and ask nicely if I could have the sheet, since it would probably be coming down very soon anyway. The nice boy also printed me off an A4 colour of the outside shot. It is No’s 17-21, and mine is No 5, and he agrees with Lyn that they were probably built about 120 years ago, so the family must have lived there when they were new, or as near as.  

Finally got home & washed my trou, jumper and jacket. Then relaxed with a drink (only coke, I don't carry alcohol, unfortunately) for half an hour, before trotting around to Cowgate Hill and discovering that No 3 is one of a row of five or six terraced houses at the start of the road, & looks quite old enough to be the same house where Barton Venner lived in 1861. Yay! It is a short uphill walk to the Cowgate Cemetery, now a wildlife reserve, so everything is being allowed to grow, no MIs have been done … fortunately I don’t think I have anyone buried here!


 3 Cowgate Hill - the one with the white door


Home again for a very frustrating hour trying to get online. After which the manager reset the router, and I rebooted, and it comes up now & then for a few minutes at a time – very annoying. He did suggest that I might get a stronger signal in the kitchen ... So now sitting typing up the day, and keeping an eye on it so that whenever I get the chance I can finish downloading the stuff I got from TNA last week. Only one left to do …

Forgot to mention yesterday that before I left Ashford I got online & skyped Lloyd. Discovered that he was chatting to Mum, so he put her on speaker phone & we had a short catchup. Neat to know I don't have to miss out on my Sunday night phone calls if I just remember to skype him at 7.30am my time.

Reading: Agatha Raisin & the Potted Gardner


Tuesday 15 Apr

I must say that the trip so far seems to be going most beautifully slowly. I feel that I must really have been here for at least a month already, so much seems to have happened.

Today I turned right out of the Alma onto Folkestone Rd and picked up the regular bus service to Hythe. Wandered around the church again, it still blows me away, then checked a couple of things in the library before consuming a delicious vegetable soup and toasted sandwich. 



                                                               St Leonard's, Hythe

Back to Folkestone, where I looked at the outside of the 12C St Eadwith (no open doors, unfortunately), then found my way to the library. They have an excellent local heritage floor, with lots of resources. However their street directories don’t start until 1888, and my VENNER family were in town in 1861. Still, they managed to find St Eadwythe’s Terrace on a map – quite a way from the church – so now I know where they lived. The street no longer exists, but was in a nearby area. I also have a photo of East St, where one of the children lived in 1863 when registering the death of his father.


                                                                St Eadwyth, Folkestone
                                                      

The only mention of a VENNER on their name database was one Joseph Sidney Venner SMILES, who had what seems to me from the picture a large military funeral in 1913 – certainly larger than I would have expected for a corporal. I will need to find out who he is – maybe his mother is one of my girls – and then how and why he died, and why the big funeral. It is lucky that us genealogists are made of strong stuff, and don’t panic when one small find leads to three more questions. It happens so often that the thought of how exponentially those questions explode into more than the universe can handle should be terrifying.
 



GOONS Conference



Friday 11 Apr

After breakfast, packed & then took off for the Justice Courts to collect my 16 wills. The other seven are winging their way to NZ, as I won't be working on those families this trip. I was so lucky to get in before the price increase - they are going up from $12 to $20 in about ten days time! There was nothing very long or thick, which was probably a good thing since I have to carry them around, but was also a bit disappointing. 

Back at Paddington I bought a Red Bull & flapjack (cheap lunch), then drank the can dry before getting my bags downstairs and to Paddington. Bakerloo line to Waterloo, which still looks much the same – the Guildford train to Oxshott, Cobham and Stoke D’Abernon was due to leave at 12.03, but I did not wait to see which platform or I might have been tempted to get on board. I still remember that getting into the first carriage by the second door put me right beside the stairs to cross to the other side, where Lloyd was usually waiting for me.(That was just a little trip down memory lane - we house-sat in Cobham for four months in 2010-11, and I caught that train often after a trip away or a day at the SOG.)

Up hill and down corridor to Waterloo East, station C, and a 15 minute wait for the next train. Not too many passengers, so got a table seat to myself. Worked on blog. Taxi to the Hotel as I had no real idea where it was. The Conference organisers were happy to collect us from the station, but since I had no idea when I would arrive …

Got there about 2 pm, & they were just setting up, so I signed in at reception & found my room 
(352, second floor). Nice and big for a change. Unpacked and settled in, caught up with emails etc, then wandered back down, collected the goody bag from Goons, found no-one I knew so went up & had a rest. Later found Sue Mastell and Kim Baldacchino  & we went in to tea together. Nice buffet meal, & lots of laughs.

There were two events scheduled after dinner, but no way could I stay awake that late, so an early night was the only possible answer.
Reading: Mrs Jeffries Speaks Her Mind
Evening: Forward to the Past, the second book about tracing her family by Rae Collins. Still blown away by how much research she got done before the days of online records and good indexes.


Saturday 12 Apr

Fantastic buffet breakfast, and I indulged to the hilt after the meagre rations I have been living on in London.  

First up was the welcome and AGM. Chairman Kirsty Grey gave a good round-up of the year, and announced the results of the election. I won't go into details, as even Goons members could get bored.

After a coffee break, Dick Eastman gave us his view of the future of genealogy and family history for one-namers. I don't know how much of it was the same as what he said three years ago, but I decided that the future probably hadn't changed that much in such a relatively short time, so I skipped that talk and just reappeared in time for lunch. (Did I mention how great the food is here?)

I reappeared for the next talk from Dr Paul Cullen - definitely the most easily recognised speaker of all, with his red-dyed Mohawk. He is part of the team working on the Family Names of the UK, or FANUK project, finding the origin and meaning of the more unusual names and the first recorded documentation of each. I recall Pat Hanks talking to us three years ago at my last conference on the same topic, and was fascinated then, so it was great to hear an update. (Pat also looked up some of my more unusual names, which was fascinating.) They are now 96% complete, and have just got funding to carry on and do another 15,000 of the rarer 'established' names.

At 2 pm we reconvened for a panel discussion on 'How I run my Study', with a good mix of folk. We had big and small, British and American, different programs and ways of doing - in fact we probably could not have had a more diverse range. One member joined us on Skype from America (Tessa Keough), the Regional Rep Co-ordinator Paul has a very large Howes study, Bob Cumberbatch's name is from Barbadoes. Tessa is fairly new, Bob is an old-timer, and Colin Lefever is the Regional Rep for Europe. Actually Tessa is an RR too, and Bob might also be. So it was a brilliant discussion, and I think everyone learned some new tips and tricks.

Next up I heard Miriam Silverman from Ancestry.com give us some hints and tips about getting the best out of the site, and took a few notes, which I must make time to go back & revise.                        


Just before the conference banquet, the committee announced the results of their meeting and appointment of officers. The new Chairman is Corrinne Goodenough, and Kirsty has resigned. Obviously there are lots of politics in the home country that we don't get involved in.

Grand dinner, all very delicious, quick delivery, hot plates, and great company.



Reading: Mrs Jeffries Forges Ahead
 
Sunday 13 Apr


Sunday morning David Gynes gave an excellent sermon - brief and to the point (Palm Sunday), while giving us a few things to take away and ponder on. He is a very good preacher indeed (but don't tell him I said so <g>)
 
I skipped the first talk, although I 'should' have gone, the options were Family Search or Find My Past, in both of which I could have learned heaps, although since FMP have just upgraded their site, with disastrous results, that might have been more of a moan session!

The presentation by Jayne Shrimpton on dating photographs was cancelled as her son was involved in an accident this morning (he was later confirmed to be ok), so Dick Eastman stepped into the breach by pulling one of his talks from the cloud and hurriedly updating it for an English audience - he did forget one or two spelling changes, which amused everyone. Aptly enough, the talk was entitled 'Cloudy, with a chance of Genealogy.' He is a firm devotee of keeping everything in the cloud, since it gives you unlimited disk space, computing power and access from wherever you are. 
Cloud providers supply all the maintenance, infrastructure,software upgrades, repairs, backups, and meet most surges in demand. 

He also mentioned some of the totally cloud-based websites that many of us use, for example Billiongraves, Findagrave, We Relate and Wikitree. It was an interesting talk, and he is a very relaxed speaker.  Handouts for this talk, if anyone is interested, are at www.eogn.com/handouts/cloud

After our final meal <sob>  Tyrone Bowes spoke on mapping surnames - he uses land records in Ireland, which is certainly a different take on the subject. 

The last speaker of the conference was Bob Cumberbatch (did I mention that we have a connection with a Cumberpatch family in NZ?), on his Top Ten Free Tools & Techniques for Your ONS

They are, in no particular order, Evernote, Outwit Hub, Google+, Wordpress or Blogger, Google Sites, Google Docs/Google Drive, Google Fusion Tables (are you seeing a theme running thru these?), Picassa, Dropbox and Flikr.
 
Others worth considering include Facebook, Last Pass and Google Authenticator. 
 
A lot of the members here are seriously techno-savvy!

After the closing speeches and final coffee I got a lift to the station with Peter Haggar, then train to Folkestone and bus to Dover (as they are working on part of the line). My new home, only 100 yards from the station, is the Alma Hotel. Doesn't look much from outside, but the manager carried my bag up the steep & narrow winding staircase to the second /top floor - something I sure do appreciate. And, I have a desk! Just have to remember not to bang my head on the sloping roof. Kitchen is available to use on the first floor. So some positive stuff, and not too expensive. Flapjack for tea, and an early night.


Apologies for the lack of pics to break up the text, but I forgot to take any over the weekend.