Back to earth
Pouring again ~ with Ely Cathedral Choir singing hymns and sea shanties ~ "Pull for the Shore, Sailor," "Will your Anchor hold, " etc ~ such rousing tunes, and Whitby's own Henry Freeman on the cover, the celebrity life boat man, sole survivor of terrible ship wreck in 1861 who lived in this house certainly around the time of the 1881 census ~ I've told you this before and attached photo from cover of disk but I'm sure none of you are reading solidly through all so-called "pages" so here he is again, wearing the newly invented cork life belt which saved his life when all his comrades perished. But no, he was not my ghost who was a slightly buiLt chap in his early thirties probably ~ I'll look up reference to him in first blog. Ah ~ here we are : www.joypeach.com page 22, My Ghost.
Mary came down with generous piece of smoked haddock with which I made kedgeree ~ Tom has asked the Kipper House man to smoke him some haddock to take over to his mother in Leeds and there was far too much for her ~ they are so kind and friendly, Mary and Tom ~ kedgeree was de-lish with enough for tomorrow ~ and there was still a good crop of parsley in the tub on the wall ~ kedgeree is nothing without parsley !
I intended to write a birthday card for our much loved cousin Jean Anderson on Monday, but realise I can no longer get along to the post though our lovely Steve the Postie will always take a letter for me ~ then decided to phone her on Monday, and possibly send her one of Jacquie Lawson's animated cards though I am not sure that she still bothers with email ~ she must be a few years older than me ~ she has had a successful career in acting both film and stage and TV.
David is quite right of course (see his comment) ~ OUR Jean Anderson's professional name is Georgine Anderson and she has been acting since she and friends set up a group in St Albans when she was still a teenager ~ I think they called it "The Company of Six" but I may have got that wrong ~ I think all of my siblings would agree that Jean is the favourite of all our cousins, of which we have maybe fifty in all, first cousins, spread around the world, well around the old British Empire ~ there were fifteen of us here in the UK : Joy had four, Peggy had two, our mother Louie had seven and Leny had two ~ during the war various cousins would turn up from Sydney, Vancouver, South Africa, NZ to fight for the Motherland, all of them very tall and handsome ~ the only one I remember is David Moon from Vancouver, son of BETTY the next-to-oldest of those eight Angus girls. A sad story Mother told us was that JEAN who was very close to her father DAVID ANGUS and knowing that he was not long for this world got herself home from Natal only to be met by NANCY at Southampton docks with the news that he had died the day before. How lucky we are today that communications and indeed travel are so wonderfully speedy. It nearly broke Jean Tatham's heart.
OUR Jean is the daughter of JOY and William Anderson ~ the only survivor of four : Stewart, Anne, Jean and Robert ~ born and brought up in St Albans. I know I have attached this picture of the eight Angus girls but that would have been in the first blog : of the thirteen Angus children, Belle died in infancy, scalded by a pan of boilung water, David and Donald died as infants too out in South America, leaving these eight sisters.
I forgot to account for the other two ANGUS boys, Archie and Stewart ~ both killed in the Great War ~ Archie in 1914 aged only 17, Stewart in 1916 and already a qualified Civil Engineer from Edinborough University ~ to lose all his boys destroyed David Angus's dream of founding a Civil Engineering firm akin to MacAlpine & Sons ~ Peggy, Louie and Leny all felt themselves to be disappointments ~ that they should have been boys ~ that so many girls survived and all the boys were lost. Although he lived on to 1926, David Angus never recovered from the loss of his sons. Mother told us that on the night before he died he was sitting up in bed planning his next trip to South America ~ she and Leny were running up and down bringing him maps and documents ~ but at least he died with a glimmer of hope for the future.
Which reminds me : over Christmas I contacted various old friends, the way you do : Lalage in Winchester, and Tony a much loved friend from our Swanwick Summer Schools ~ both aged 94 ~ Lalage feels her life is now pointless and meaningless where as Tony, bless him, assured me he has no time to look back as he still has so much to do !!
P.S. if you Google Georgine Anderson you will find the enormous list of the plays she has appeared in, and several delightful photos.