One in the morning?
That explains a lot. It's 14:10 here. So I'm as alert as I'll ever be today. By the time we meet again 'tonight',
my eyes will be strained and You'll be bouncing around.
Anyway; Right. What I'll do, I'll concentrate on digging out the ref's on the 'new' Gaites's doings that we now have. I'll put the MC's on my latest list and shall send that order in presently.
That should cement the obvious relationships we now have and will cut me loose from worrying about (
or being distracted and misled by) those people.
Then I can continue to freely wreck my head over " The Disappeared ".
Who have we, in that category? Looks like: Fred C. We can't rule out that he took his wife back home, to Holland, of course.
John Thomas? Hell, with a name like That?
I'd want to disappear!
William? I'll retrace that suspected marriage and get onto it. Might even have it here. I have Williams in both Gaites and Curtis. They all give me the willies, for some unaccountable reason. Murder to keep tabs on.
James? God knows. Maybe the BC will throw something up? Can't see what though.
Annie? Well, I guess she's good enough excuse for Me to venture back into 1911 and start digging.
Frankly? 'Nice' and enlightening as it is; I don't like to appear ready to sit back and applaud as someone else does all the donkey work for me. We'll all try and help someone get through a blind. But I don't feel right allowing people to spoon feed me what I should be getting on and doing for myself. It takes up their valuable time and could make me seem lazy.
Heh! Saying that? I equally recognise how hunting for others can be a welcome break from our own nightmares, and just as gratifying. Only, if anyone fancies a damn good challenge? I have people I've clawed at my own face over for years on end now! No one need be bored or at a loose end while I'm around!
Anyway, Ambly; As I'm talking to you this minute, I simply must make a giant digression to something I'm gagging to 'get out there' ..... The British Library have just released a load of news papers, from 1800-1900. Found that announced on here. And, last night, I accessed them. Wow!
I have a William Curtis, laterly known to be a Water Cress Hawker, in Portsmouth. And, guess what? Some poor guy threw himself under a train there. And I have the report in the paper of the day. It says how " William Curtis, a Hawker " states how; " I saw the guy, leaning on the railway fence. He looked out of sorts to me then ..... I was just on my way over to the farm there; To gather some Water Cress. " !
Absolutely Brilliant! I mean, all the Cert's in the GRO can't give ye insights like that!
Now I'd best get on and sort through ye leads there. I'll list what comes of it all. Thanks again