My great grandfather, soldier in the Boer war and WW1.

Following on from Sherbet Liquorice’s post regarding her family moving between London and Norfolk, I thought I’d mention a rather interesting member of my family.

He was born in Hoxton, London in 1880 (yes, I have a very old family!) His regular trade was as a carpenter and painter and he married in 1901. My grandfather was born in 1902 and was the oldest of 5 children. Those are the boring bits out of the way!

He was a member of the City Imperial Volunteers that fought in the Boer War. ‘Black week’, when the British army suffered three defeats and nearly 3000 men were killed, injured or captured, caused those in charge to think hard about what they needed to do to win this war. The idea of a mounted light infantry that could match the manoeuvrability of the Boers had already been brought up previously, and so the City imperial volunteers was born in December 1899. It was advertised in the press and really caught the imaginations of the public, with thousands eager to sign up as volunteers, my great grandfather included. The song ‘Goodbye Dolly Gray’ became very popular around this time and really caught the spirit of these men volunteering to fight for their country.

On the 17th January 1900 my great grandfather along with the rest of his regiment was awarded the honorary freedom of the city of London, which is usually only awarded to distinguished members of society, a few being Florence Nightingale, Churchill and Nelson.

The city imperial volunteers were crucial to the capturing of Doornkop on the 26th May 1900. They were given the place of honour in the front line and supported by the Gordon highlanders. The highlanders did the usual slow walk towards the enemy, who were entrenched on the high ridge and lost around 100 men in 10 minutes. The inexperienced volunteers however, made their advance in small rushes, each group covering the next. They soon reached the enemy with very few casualties.

Doornkop was subsequently taken from the Boers and the surviving City imperial volunteers returned to London in October 1900. At the end of the month they made a state entrance into the city.  The celebrations were so great that just one newly built railway carried 250,000 passengers in that day alone.

He also fought in the first world war in the army reserves I believe, but I need to do some more research into what regiment etc he was in. We’ve found some old papers signed by him, including his attestation of his one year’s service in the special reserves aged 38. In the section ‘have you previously been in the army, navy…’ he states that he was in the 22nd Middlesex regiment and that it was disbanded. I’ve discovered that it was indeed disbanded in 1916 in England. Other documents show that he was enlisted in September 1914 as a private, was posted in Oct ’14 as a Lance Corporal and promoted one month later to Acting corporal. He was then promoted again in April 1915 to (paid) Lance sergeant and promoted again two months later to Sergeant, which seems to be the rank he stayed at. One thing that I find quite amusing is that he has one offence listed for November 1917, which was that he disappeared while on active service from 9:30 pm to 7:45 am the following day. For this he was ‘severely reprimanded’ by his Captain. Dad has already told me he was something of a ladies man (even after marriage) and so it’s not difficult to imagine where he could have been!

I have yet to find out exactly what regiment he was with after 1916, as some documents do not have it listed or are illegible. When I do find out more information on this and perhaps even what battles he took part in I will do an update post.

Till then!

Vintage Rose x

My Little Tree

Fifteen years ago, all I knew about my family history, was my mum and dad were from Harrow, in London.

I’ve always been curious, i was one of those 5 year olds that constantly bugged my mum with the question, why? So i started to wonder why when we lived in a town in Norfolk, over 100 miles away from London, did i have Great-grandparents buried in our cemetery?

It turns out my dads side is originally from Norfolk but in the 1930’s my Great-grandfather and his wife, followed his brothers and sister down to London, to find work (supposedly, i’ll explain later) My dads father grew up in Harrow but met my Nan is Southampton during the Second World War. They then settled back in Harrow and had my father and his siblings.

My mums side are actually from London. Her dads side I havnt been able to work out yet, due to him being put up for adoption when he was younger and his mother married a few times, so it makes it all rather complicated.  My Nan and Grandad lived and brought up their four children in Harrow.

My dad and mum met at Harrow Boys and Girls Brigade. They’d been dating for four years when both sets of my Grandparents made plans to move out of London. My dads parents, so they could run a shop and Post Office in the front rooms of a larger house, located in Cambridgeshire. They also provided a place for their parents to live out their final years.

My mums parents, they decided to move to Norfolk to run a Public House in a village. My mum and dad followed to start a family out of the city. They worked at the Pub for awhile then got married and had me. When my brother was on the way they decided to relocate from the Pub and found this house that i’m currently still living in. So because of my Mums family we ended up living in the town that my Dads dad was born in, by happy coincidence.

Now, in respect to why I’m not 100% sure that the reason, Grandads family moved to London, was to find work.  My Great-great Grandad Percy was born in Upton, Norfolk. His mother died when him and his siblings were young. His father remarried and that’s when the children seem to just spread. Two sisters and a brother moved to Canada, in the late 1800’s that wasn’t as easy to orchestrate as it is now. Percy he seems to go AWOL, he turns up in a village near to the next town from me in 1901, recorded as Peter, a lodger. Then gets married in 1903 to a Florence from a village nearer to me. Her family were quite wealthy, by standard and lived in my town so thats where Percy and Florence settled and had four children. One was sadly killed in a bicycle accident. In 1911, Percy was a Clerk at a local Cider Factory. Then war came. Percy got killed in France in 1917, his children were 14, 10 and my Great Grandfather was 8. As yet I do not know what happened to the family during this time but unfortunately, Florence, their mum dies in 1918, just a year later. My family has always said she died of a broken heart.

The children lived with their Grandmother, Florences mum, for, as far as I know, the rest of their childhood. Sometime during the late 20’s/early 30’s the two oldest children move down to London. In 1934 the Grandmother, Florences mum, dies in the August and later in the year, My Great Grandfather marries my Grandads mum, Alice. Now, theres always been a rumour that Florences family, after her death, cheated the children out of their parents inheritance (it does state in Florences mums probate that Florences brother was executor to her will, which I havnt had the chance to find yet!) and thats why they moved to London as soon as they could.  I’m not sure why my Great-Grandfather hung around for so long afterwards, it might just of been that he had a steady job at his brother-in-laws cycle shop. My Granddad was born in 1937 and they left Attleborough a little time after he was born.

In time, I will be able to order the necessary birth, marriage and death certificates to shine some light on this little mystery but for now, it will stay family rumour. Watch this space!

Ferrets, the ‘Peter Pan’ of the animal world.

Everyone, okay nearly everyone will see a cute baby puppy or kitten playing sweetly or bouncing around like a Jack-in-a-box and say ‘aww how adorable!’ But the thing is, they don’t always stay that way. Ferrets, on the other hand are a much overlooked choice of pet, yet they are friendly, sociable animals and retain their playfulness and mischievousness throughout their lives. They live to about 8 years of age on average, can be trained, taken for walks and can be quite happily left in a large cage or suitable room with food, water and a comfy bed while you’re at work. So why are they not a more popular pet?

Lola my baby girl sleeping in their stolen jumper 😉

Ferrets are commonly perceived as vicious and smelly animals. To start with I have to say I’ve met far more vicious cats and dogs than I have ferrets, and I’ve met a lot of ferrets! Ferrets aren’t nasty creatures, they need to be taught what is right and wrong just like any other pet. Just like cats and dogs, ferrets use their mouths to examine objects as well as their eyes and noses. More often than not a young ferret that nips just hasn’t been taught right from wrong and wants to see what it can get away with. In fact, ferret skin is incredibly thick compared to ours, so a gentle playful nip on your hand while playing can hurt more than the ferret intended it to. Usually a stern ‘No’ will be enough for it to let go and often give an apologetic lick as mine do. Ferrets do get easily over excited which can lead to this over enthusiastic play biting.  When you see just how rough they play with each other you realise that they’re not being spiteful, it’s just what they’re used to. Seeing 4-5 week old ferrets wrestling like this is a pretty funny and yet at the same time worrying sight!

Well yes, ferrets do have a smell. So do dogs, so do horses, so do we. Why do you think that deodorising dog shampoos and dog grooming parlours are so popular? Why do you think we sell so many different types of scented bodywash, deodorants and perfumes? To make us smell nicer than we naturally would. Try not washing for half a year like the average dog or ferret does and see how fresh you smell! This being said doesn’t it seem a little unfair that ferrets have this ‘stinky’ label attached to them?

Alfie and Shiro our two rescued albino boys

Ferrets at play are just the best remedy if you’ve had a hard day or need cheering up. Watching them bounce around the house as if they have springs on their feet while dooking (a happy ferret noise) like little freight trains is hilarious! They love hiding from each other and plotting sneak attacks in tubes and boxes. My guys love the cat teaser toys and soft dog toys as well as good old home-made cardboard box toys and carrier bags (with supervision). Because of this Christmas can be a bit of a nightmare decoration wise, as they learnt that they could climb onto the sofa to reach a favourite bauble that they wanted to pull off the tree…

Helping mummy pick the decorations…

Ferrets are strictly carnivores, and can be fed a biscuit diet (ferret kibble can be bought from most good pet shops), an all raw meat diet or a combination of the two, which mine are given. They also love cooked chicken and raw egg yolk too!  Having ferrets is just a big a commitment as a cat or a dog. They need to be neutered, some people choose to vaccinate them against canine distemper, they need their claws clipping regularly and their ears cleaned out too. Many owners have their ferrets microchipped as escapes and thefts are quite common. Ferrets on a biscuit diet or soft meat diet may benefit from having their teeth cleaned once in a while too to prevent tartar build up.

I have three house ferrets, Lola who is currently 10 months old and Alfie and Shiro who are almost 2 years old. I don’t regret my decision to get ferrets, they really have made the house a home! I can go to work and know that I will have three little furballs happy to see me when I get home and don’t have to worry about having a dog being shut in the house all day. They can be extremely naughty at times, partly due to their high intelligence and sheer determination to get what they want! Even so, I wouldn’t change them for the world!

Shiro (white in Japanese) enjoying a walk in the woods

Lola at the park

To sum up, ferrets are fun, friendly, a lot of laughs and can fill a ferret shaped hole in your life! If you would like to learn more about ferrets as pets, take a look at my ferret blog ‘Ferret dook’ where I have information on dietary requirements, ferret housing, diseases and general ferret care. http://ferretdook.blogspot.co.uk/

I hope at the very least that I’ve persuaded even a few people that ferrets aren’t as bad as they’re made out to be, really!

Me before my Bettie Page fringe with an Alfie boy

Me and a very Sleepy Shiro ❤

Nutritious and low fat Japanese meals: An Introduction and Niku Dofu recipe

If you didn’t already know I’m ever so slightly obsessed with Japan. Traditional Japanese culture as a whole, their advanced technology and hi tech gadgets (hot meals from a vending machine and ice cream from an arcade grabber anyone?) I’m also a bit of a geek as I spend far too much of my free time reading the manga comics and watching anime. Unlike comics and animated programmes over here that are mainly aimed at kids, manga and anime have age ratings depending on the content, you might be surprised to find that they have 18+ cartoons in Japan! Watching the anime has helped me learn a little of the language a bit at a time too 🙂

Anyhow, I recently took this love further and decided to start cooking proper Japanese food (not the awful instant ‘ramen’ pots you buy in the supermarkets). Once I started buying the ingredients I realised just how healthy a lot of these recipes were. For example, many Japanese dishes use ‘dashi’ stock as a base. Dashi is made from katsuobushi (dried bonito flakes) and Kombu. The Kombu is edible kelp and is high in calcium, protein, iron and magnesium to name a few.

A popular ingredient in Japanese cuisine is Miso, often bought as a paste and comes in different varieties according to the ingredients and taste. I have Shiro (white) Miso which has a mild flavour, the darker the Miso the stronger and saltier the taste. Miso is seen as a wonder food by health nuts, it helps maintain the good bacteria in our digestive system, boosts our immune system and aids the digestion and assimilation of nutrients which is obviously good news in general but it is also said to be anti ageing.

Meat isn’t a big star in most of the Japanese dishes I’ve tried so far, but I do have some meatier recipes in mind for the future. Aside from the bonito flakes (can you really even count them?) I haven’t used fish either, except for when I made Oden with Naruto maki (think fish stick with a pink swirl in the centre). Most of the dishes I’ve had so far have been vegetarian, using mushrooms, spring onions and daikon radish. I’ve used tofu twice, in the recipe I’m going to give you below and in the obvious dish, Miso soup. Tofu has numerous health benefits, including helping to reduce cholesterol, is low in fat, high in protein, calcium and Vitamin E. It is also thought to lower the risk of cancer. There are many different types of tofu to choose from if you buy from an Asian foods supplier, including silken, firm and fried.

One thing I have to mention is Shirataki noodles. I wouldn’t say they are a staple food as there are many types of noodles available in Japan, but these are definitely the healthiest. They have been called the ‘miracle noodle’ in the west by the health conscious as they have minimal calories, minimal carbs and zero fat but are a source of fibre as they’re made from the konjac yam. They do however come in a rather smelly water, so you need to rinse them thoroughly before use. The texture is quite gelatinous which is no surprise given that they consist mainly of water and therefore have little of their own flavour but they absorb flavours from whatever they are cooked in/with.

Rice is a staple as most people know, and the short grained rice becomes sticky when cooked and so is easy to pick up using chopsticks. By the way sushi rice is made by cooling the rice with a fan as you add rice vinegar, sugar and salt. In either form it is low calorie, cholesterol free and Gluten free.

I think I’ve rambled on long enough about health benefits, now for the best bit, the recipes!

Niku Dofu (meat and tofu)

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Ingredients (serves 2-3)

  • I block firm tofu, cut into cubes (I used silken and it was too soft!)
  • 1/2 lb thinly sliced beef (should be much thinner than mine but I used what I had)
  • 1 onion, cut into wedges
  • whole piece of enoki mushroom, roots cut off (they ran out of enoki so I made do with Shiitake) You could use buna shimeji instead.
  • 1 cup dashi stock (you can buy this from a Japanese/Asian site online or make it yourself)
  • 1/4 cup sake
  • 1/3 cup Japanese soy sauce
  • 3tbsp sugar
  • Japanese rice, to serve.

*A note about dashi. To make your own dashi stock you would need to buy the dashi kombu kelp and dried bonito flakes from an Asian supermarket or online store such as http://japancentre.com/. You cut a 4inch square piece of kombu and place it in about 3 to four cups of cold water. Leave to rehydrate before adding about half a cup or so of bonito flakes. Bring this to boil and simmer for 20 mins. You then strain the stock and keep the kombu and flakes if you want to make second use dashi which isn’t as strong and is used in recipes where the flavour of the dashi isn’t a focal point. The stock can be frozen and defrosted as needed. You can also buy pre made dashi stock to save time and effort. Fish stock could possibly be used as an alternative in this recipe, but it won’t have the same flavour.

  1. Put the sake, soy sauce, dashi, and sugar on a medium heat and bring to the boil.
  2. Add the beef, onion and tofu and simmer till the beef changes colour.
  3. Add the mushrooms and simmer for a few minutes longer.
  4. Serve with Japanese sticky rice.

For the sticky rice you need approx 2 cups of Japanese rice which you then rinse thoroughly until the water runs clear. Put the rice in a pan with 360ml of cold water and bring to the boil. You then simmer the rice for around 15 mins with the lid on the pan. You will need to stir it occasionally to prevent it sticking. Once the water has been absorbed you take it off the heat and let the rice steam for 10 minutes with the lid on (I usually put a tea towel over the lid too). When ready to serve gently mix the rice to break it up slightly.

I hope that you try this recipe and look out for others in the future!

Itadakimasu!

Vintage Rose x

To Stamp Out the Past

Growing up my fathers mum ran, and still does run a Post Office. My other nan has collected stamps since she was a child. It could almost be said that i was destined to have some sort of interest in the postal service. My Nan, whom collected stamps, sorted out some swaps for me and my mum brought my some bags of random stamps, this was the start of my stamp collection. Later on my other Nan subscribed to the Royal Mail Collectors Club for me, as a Christmas present. This all has kept me rather interested in Philately.

Today my stamp collecting Nan and I spent 5 hours sorting out her swaps for my collection and other stamps that even she hadnt got round to sorting. We still haven’t finished but anyway, I came across the 150th Anniversary of the Penny Black issue stamp and was curious about the details. How much its worth etc, as we have quite a few of them. I found it on the 1990 page and as all of ours our used looked in this column first. Im sure it said it was worth a £1, I then looked in the Mint value column and regardless of how much it actually was in the used column, i know it was worth half as much Mint. How did a Mint stamp, that has never been used become worth less than a stamp that would of been stuck to a piece of paper, probably franked, then some years later maybe soaked off of that piece of paper and then hinged into someones album?

I believe, this has happened because we don’t take the time to do anything anymore. We don’t take the time to write a heart felt letter to a loved one about a snippet of our lifes. I reckon, in 1990, more philatelists brought this stamp in Presentation Packs (mint) than people did use it to actually send a letter or card. This is a sorry state of affairs.

When was the last time you sent a letter? Or took the time to appreciate the Royal Mail? What they do for us now and what they did for people historically, all those long distance lovers. Prices have now gone up again but this is because people are giving their money to electric companies and broadband providers these days. It can imagine it wont be long before we lose this priceless piece of British history. In the way that we know it anyway.

The way that some young people seem to view hard work these days, its going to be some what hard to explain to them about these men and women that used to walk the streets for hours a day delivering paper versions of residents bills and birthday cards. The occasional letter too, that would more often than not get stored away, to be read again and again when its receiver wanted to feel connected to the sender of that piece of their life. The many millions of email inboxes will do this job, the deliverers faceless server providers who could delete these chapters of our lifes in a click of a mouse.

I wonder though, what else will become just memories of the older generation?

A Different Kettle of Fish

Many of us have free time, some of us don’t know what to do with it or just haven’t had our eyes opened to what is out there. That afternoon you wasted away last week watching Television? It could of been spent, as Vintagerose has suggested, building your muscle and self- worth at a local re-homing centre or how about your local history group? Now, i’m not scared of getting down and dirty, i’ve hand-reared and rescued many an animal in my time. Its so rewarding to see all your hard work go on to live a happy healthy existance.

My life, however, took a different path. I got involved with my local Heritage Group when my daughter grew up and out of her baby phase. I found myself with some spare time and whilst browsing the stalls at the Attleborough Summer Carnival came across the Attleborough Heritage Group. I took one of their quizzes and I had a brilliant time answering their questions on old Attleborough. For example, one of the questions I remember was “A building that is sharp” We worked it out to be “Point House” My mum and I answered all the questions and went off to find The Attleborough Heritage Centre, which we hadn’t heard of before, to hand in our entry. Once we’d found it, I was hooked. The old postcards, the old sale particulars, maps and deeds. It was amazing.

Heritage Groups and Historical Societies always have a multitude of projects and events going on, which need raw man (or woman!) power to run efficiently. Such projects include the cataloguing of documents,  the digitizing of postcard collections, typing up of Parish Registers and Trade Directories etc. Also the organization of talks, coffee mornings and various other fundraisers. 

You may be thinking “That sounds like something my Nan would be into. No thanks” Firstly, please don’t be ageist. Secondly, there’s alot of things that the older generation rely on us young ‘uns to do. Don’t get me wrong though, our parents and grandparents are far from incapable!!

For example, they’ve only been teaching ICT in schools for the last 20 years. In this modern age, you can do amazing things with technology. Maybe you could show off your skills whilst helping your local history group?  Typing is another skill that is invaluble to a heritage group. Creating a database full of 100% searchable content is an incredibly rewarding experience. 

If you are studying social history, wish to get ahead in journalism, have a spiked interest into what your ancestors were doing 200 years ago or just simply want to be able to help preserve your local history for many more generations then do look into joining your local history group. Maybe even go along to their meeting place and ask if they’d be able to help you get a little experience on your CV or how you could get involved with some local projects. 

Be a part of history.

 

Volunteering with animals: Good for mind and body!

 

If you’ve ever found yourself at a loss for something to do on a day off, you really want to work with animals but can’t find any jobs, or you’re spending your hard earned cash down the gym every week, then why not consider volunteering at your local animal rescue centre or sanctuary?

Even though I now work full time I still find the time to pop down my local animal sanctuary and help out for a few hours. My speciality is ‘ferret whisperer’, a name I was given a while ago. ‘Crazy ferret lady’ is another I have been ‘kindly’ given, but we won’t go into that one… So getting back on track, I do help with the ferrets but I’ve also worked around a range of animals there including dogs, donkeys, geese, rodents and wildlife such as foxes and hedgehogs. Jobs include cleaning/mucking out, feeding, walking and socialising (the animals, not myself!)

But why would anyone choose to work for free? Well, as I mentioned earlier, if you’re someone that wants to work with animals as a career, then you can’t go wrong volunteering. A lot of places will take someone on who they already know and trust rather than advertise. You’re also of course gaining valuable experience. Animal lovers in general will love the sense of satisfaction gained from knowing you have contributed something to the life of Fido the homeless dog etc. Leaving the living quarters clean and cosy and the food and water bowls topped up, you can’t help but feel like you’ve made life a little better for these sick or unwanted souls.

This is also a great way to get fit, and stay fit! Why pay gym fees to pound a treadmill or lift weights when you can walk dogs and give those arms a workout lifting bags of feed and wood shavings? The fresh air and sunshine has got to be better than air conditioning and bright artificial lighting any day. There is nothing like coming home absolutely shattered, and knowing it’s because you did a good deed. 

One thing to bear in mind is that it can be hard seeing a much loved dog walk out of the doors to his new home, or a sick animal pass away. You can very easily get emotionally attached to the animals in your care. Just something to think about, especially if like me you get quite emotional when it comes to animals.

If this sounds like something you’d like to have a go at, then why not give your local animal shelter, sanctuary or rescue centre a call? Most places are very appreciative of any help they get as quite a few receive no government funding and are run solely by volunteers and rely on donations of food and blankets. 

Here is a list of some animal rescues and shelters in East Anglia, UK. If you are outside East Anglia or even the UK then do have a look online to find some animal sanctuaries near you.

Norfolk.   

Suffolk.

Essex.

Cambridgeshire.

Bedfordshire.

Hertfordshire.

These lists aren’t complete, so if volunteering with animals is something you are passionate about then please do look up a list of local rescues near you.

Happy volunteering!

Vintage Rose x

First Impression

Wikipedia:
“First impression (psychology)

In psychology, a first impression is the event when one person first encounters another person and forms a mental image of that person. It can sometimes form an accurate representation of the person, depending on the observer and the person being observed”

What that means is, what you are about to read will cause you to create a mental image of this blog. You’ll get a “first impression” Now, does that mean it should be an all out affair, all whistles and bells or do we start as we mean to go on? I’ll be honest, it’s not going to be anything special, we don’t go for the false bells and whistles malarkey. Just something to introduce, to break the ice, but then, maybe I’ve already made an impression, good
or bad, it’s not going to affect my want to post more blog entries. Which by the way, could quite literally be about anything. Vintagerose and I enjoy a whole plethora of pursuits, which will be slowly introduced in the following weeks and months. As a taster we have some crafting tips in mind, various vintage fashion posts, maybe a few recipes, stellar observations and a need to document views on the current political climate in Britain. More to follow. Night.