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I've found a family who might be mine in the 1851 census living in Green Street, parish of St Luke's, Chelsea, Middlesex. Googling it just brings up Green Street in Newham. Can anyone tell me where it might have been please? Just idle curiosity really as I have the general area, but I'd be very grateful if someone could point me to it. [size=78%] [/size]



Thank you


Pat

My daughter just had an email telling her she is eligible for a Covid vaccination. The email address was apparently no-reply@nhs.gov.uk - when she hovered over it a foreign address showed up. There was a link which she didn't click.


According to Facebook this is now doing the rounds.


Pat

My daughter had this poem forwarded to her - I think it's lovely for adults as well as children



"A lovely poem for anyone who has children (or adults even tbf) that may be getting frightened......


Poem for children to understand.


 🌍 🌎 🌷 🌷 🌞 🌞


The Time We Spring-Cleaned the World


The world it got so busy,
There were people all around.
They left their germs behind them;
In the air and on the ground.


These germs grew bigger and stronger.
They wanted to come and stay.
They didn’t want to hurt anyone -
They just really wanted to play.


Sometimes they tried to hold your hand,
Or tickled your throat or your nose.
They could make you cough and sneeze
And make your face as red as a rose.


And so these germs took over.
They started to make people ill,
And with every cough we coughed
More and more germs would spill.


All the queens and kings had a meeting.
“It’s time to clean the world up!” they said.
And so they had to close lots of fun stuff,
Just so these germs couldn’t spread.


We couldn’t go to cinemas
Or restaurants for our tea.
There was no football or parties,
The world got as quiet as can be.


The kids stopped going to school,
The mums and dads went to work less.
Then a great, big, giant scrubbing brush
Cleaned the sky and the sea and the mess!


Dads started teaching the sums,
Big brothers played with us more,
Mums were in charge of homework
And we read and played jigsaws galore!


The whole world was washing their hands
And building super toilet roll forts!
Outside was quiet and peaceful,
Now home was the place for all sports.


So we played in the world that was home
And our days filled up with fun and love,
And the germs they grew smaller and smaller
And the sun watched from up above.


Then one morning the sun woke up early,
She smiled and stretched her beams wide.
The world had been fully spring cleaned,
It was time to go back outside!


We opened our doors oh so slowly
And breathed in the clean and fresh air.
We promised that forever and always
Of this beautiful world we’d take care!"


Take care


Pat

A friend's father (aged 80) has come across a bracelet which he thinks belonged to his father but doesn't know anything about it. I haven't seen it but apparently it's heavy and fits a lady's wrist.  It looks a bit 'industrial' to me with the odd lock mechanism or I wondered about Trench Art - although a quick google doesn't show anything like it - or something Masonic   


Those are my first thoughts but actually we don't have a clue. Hope I can attach the pix ok as we're on holiday & the internet connection isn't great 


Thanks in advance for any help.


Pat