When I was a child, I saw a lot of my grandparents. My grandpa, on my Dad’s side, passed away when I was just seven. For the rest of my childhood and teenage years I had my Grandma, and my Nana and Papa. The latter lived in Oswestry, a small market town on the edge… Continue reading National Grandparent’s Day
By Karen J Mossman When the worldwide web was fairly new, you needed to find an internet service provider called an ISP to connect you to it. In the early 90s, the main one was a US company called Compuserve. I paid a joining fee and each time I wanted to go on; the computer dialled… Continue reading The Birth of a new Era
At the end of the nineties I researched my family tree and being the curious type, I ended up doing four, my parents and my husband’s parents. Each one totally fascinating and each had curious tales to tell. My father was very dark skinned. Out of us four children, only one of us has the… Continue reading Hidden Stories in Family trees
by Karen J Mossman I love old photos and came across this one. It was taken in 1928 and the Rose Queen in the centre is my Auntie Molly. She was an incredible and interesting character. The daughter of a local councillor, she was born in 1914. She defied her religious family and married an… Continue reading An Amazing Woman
Taken from the Oswestry Advertiser, exact date unknown. A completely different style of writing when why use one word when then would do! A correspondent writes: The total eclipse of the moon, which took place on Sunday week, passed off in a manner most satisfactory to all, excepting those who witnessed it. At Llanymynech… Continue reading A Total Eclipse of the Moon in 1891
We are now home. In July we were at the City of London Orthopaedic Hospital, where poor persons of every nation who are afflicted with clubfoot, contortions, or distortions of the limbs, curvature of the spine, or other bodily deformities have attention.
One of these is Kersal Cell, at Higher Broughton, near Manchester, which was originally built on the site of an old monastery of Cluny monks, which being one of the richest monastic establishments in Lancashire was sequestered, with many others by King Henry the Eighth
AN ASSAULT IN COURT While I was searching the archives in Shropshire looking for something to do with my family history, I came across this. I thought it was quite fascinating. Flora Manuel, an inmate of the Union Workhouse, was charged with refusing to work, and with threatening the labour mistress, Miss Isabella Graham. As… Continue reading AN INCORRIGIBLE WOMAN
by Karen J Mossman In the 1990s, I visited the Bronte museum in Howarth, Yorkshire. This is the article I wrote about it back then. It was late afternoon on a dark, cold November day. Leaden clouds filled the sky and a damp mist settled over the streets. I was visiting relatives in Keighley and… Continue reading The Bronte Museum
We received an invitation from the board of management of Henshaw’s Blind Asylum, which most people who reside in Oldham know it is situated at Old Trafford, to the annual distribution of prizes by Oliver HEYWOOD Esq., J.P., the High Sheriff of Lancashire.