Day 5.3: Purple DNA in Bridgnorth

More stuttering and stalling and stopping, and we arrive in Bridgnorth. I’m feeling more than excited, because I know that there are many, many souls wandering the streets of Bridgnorth, who are fortunate enough to have inherited some of my ancestors’ DNA. Whoever I happen to bump into, or even just catch a glimpse of,…

Day 2: Close Encounters with Prehistoric Giants in Ellesmere

And here he is – Richard Maddox, the ancestor from Myddle, responsible for the unfortunate revelation that my hubby is very likely some kind of a distant cousin, and – my – he’s huge! He’s carrying a great barn (1) on his vast Herculean back. He’s more giant than the humungous-dwarf oxymoron in Marvel’s ‘Infinity…

Conversing with Cows

  Joan Cool nee Tomlin (1906 to 1992), Jay Cool’s Paternal Grandmother – Pendeford Mill, Tettenhall, Near Wolverhampton https://www.flickr.com/photos/scribe/1902475710/ My Nanna hated her christened name, Jennifer, and insisted on being known as Joan. (Little did she know what grief this name change was destined to cause her grand-daughter, Jay Cool – in future Ancestry.com investigations.)…

Stone Toes

  Joe Cool (1760-1833), Jay Cool’s Great-Great-Great Grandfather, from  Myddle, Shropshire     I don’t recall having too many conversations with my Grandad, Arnold Cool, as I spent most of my time during family visits to Single Lane, taking a wide berth around his armchair, for fear of my leg being grabbed and my foot…

The Sarky Ear

  1600 – 1652 Jane Lyttleton (1600-1652) of Frankley, Worcestershire (Jay Cool’s 5th cousin 10 X removed via her paternal line; and mother-in-law of 1st cousin 1X removed via maternal line); daughter of John Lyttleton, MP for Worcestershire (1561-1601)     A groom had been chosen and the marriage date set. Muriel Bromley, widow of my 4th cousin and…

Back to the Myddle: Day Eight of an Ancestral Adventure

Back to the Myddle: Day Eight of an Ancestral Adventure Reclamation. Whether I be at home in Shropshire or in Suffolk is a dilemma that can only be solved by checking out my territory – by a full survey of my lands and properties. I can’t believe that I once stood in a classroom, zoning out the…

Back to the Myddle: Day Six of an Ancestral Adventure

Day 6? There is a Day 6, but I’m spending most of it back in my usual haunt in Suffolk, propped up on my bed (with a beautiful view from my window),  recovering from yesterday’s eight-hour trip back from the Myddle; and, courtesy of my laptop, incommunicado with the love of my life  – Ancestry.com! I do love Ancestry.com, and the…

Back to the Myddle: Day Four of an Ancestral Adventure

Back to Myddle: Day Four of an Ancestral Adventure Following up on a tip from some locals at the Red Lion last night (yes, I did manage to tempt my children back out of the Lodge, with the promise of treats from the dessert menu!), I meet up with my Uncle, and pay a visit…

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 for…

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 thing…