Back to the Myddle: Day Three of an Ancestral Journey

    Back to Myddle: Day Three of an Ancestral Journey   No more slow shuffling today – I have a four and a half mile brisk walk planned! I’m kitted out with a pack of ‘Gough’s Walks’, purchased from Saint Peter’s church (only £3, so go and buy your own!), and I’m set forContinue reading “Back to the Myddle: Day Three of an Ancestral Journey”

Back to the Myddle: Day Two of an Ancestral Journey

Back to Myddle: Day Two of an Ancestral Journey The plan today, is to take a trot along my Great (lots of Greats!) Uncle Humphrey Kynaston’s old haunts, up at Nesscliffe, but, first, my children need some fresh air to wake them up and warm them to the idea. Getting out of the lodge doorContinue reading “Back to the Myddle: Day Two of an Ancestral Journey”

Back to the Myddle: Day One of an Ancestral Journey

Back to Myddle: Day One Back. Back to Myddle, the home of my ancestors. Having spent much of my life with the squawking of seagulls and the swishing of the sea, I’m not sure what to expect. Will I feel at home in a tiny village in the middle of Shropshire? I pull in atContinue reading “Back to the Myddle: Day One of an Ancestral Journey”

Prologue – In the almost-very beginning …

In the almost-very beginning, some seeds were sown in a cave in the Myddle of a county called Shropshire. The consequences of such a tiny and inconsequential act were not at first very obvious. But I am sorry to have to say that, in time, the cave walls suffered from the effects of natural erosion. And the thingContinue reading “Prologue – In the almost-very beginning …”