Ancestors forged in iron!


The only sounds now are the calls of the Jackdaws in the swaying rustling trees and the gurgling of the River Duddon just 50 metres away. Once, these woods reverberated to the pounding of hammers, the squeaks of wheelbarrows, the swish of a water wheel, and the roaring of an early Industrial Revolution iron blast … Continue reading Ancestors forged in iron!

Three “cast iron” events that defined my immediate ancestors lives … and mine!


Between 1855 and the end of that century a number of significant events occurred that impacted on the lives of my ancestors, and directly on my own life too. They placed our lives within a context, a history of the times, something which I am finding to be the most interesting part of my family … Continue reading Three “cast iron” events that defined my immediate ancestors lives … and mine!

Carbide bombs, bee orchids and rabbits


The picture above is of the view from the back of the house where I was born, and continued to be the view until 1968. Then, the view changed to what you see below with an iron ore mine employing hundreds of villagers being replaced with a caravan park and a jet ski lake employing … Continue reading Carbide bombs, bee orchids and rabbits