Sunday, 15 February 2026

A Highwayman's demise ...

 

The story of the last Highwayman to be hung at the place of his deed is common knowledge due to a tenuous ancestry connection & we were thrilled to be taken to Box Moor to visit the place making his hanging & burial on the 11th March 1802.

 I am getting ahead of myself ... 

He was born on 16th August 1781 in Hungerford & christened James, the Robert appears to come from being commonly known as Robber Snook which became Robert.

On the 10th May 1801, he robbed a mail boy, taking 6 leather mail bags containing bank & promissory notes as well as letters. He discarded his broken leather horse girth at the scene & that led to his capture as several people at a nearby Kings Arms remembered him mending one later on. 


He was already a wanted man for several highway robberies between Bath & Salisbury & for horse theft which was tried at the Old Bailey in 1799

However, he was acquitted due to lack of evidence. 

A considerable reward of £200 by the Post office & another £100 by Parliament for the apprehension of highway men led to him being recognised in Marlborough forest by a coach driver who had been at school with him. 

He was apprehended with the help of the passengers. He had £200 in his pockets & a 'very handsome brace of pistols'




He was imprisoned & found guilty at trial, & while many robbers were 'transported' to Australia etc, James / Robert was sentenced to be hanged because his crime was deemed 'so destructive to society and the commercial interests of the country.'  

A very good account of the trial is reported here ...

He was hung near the spot of the deed as law required & buried there. The following day the residents of Hemel Hempstead dug him up & buried him in a simple wooden coffin they provided.  

A small headstone (bearing the name 'Robert Snooks') was erected by the Box Moor Trust in 1904, whilst a footstone was installed in 1994, as part of the Trust's 400 year anniversary. The exact location of Snook's hanging, and subsequent burial is unknown, so the location of the stones is an approximation.

Standing in the muddy field occupied by woolly sheep on a crisp winters day is a different experience.

It is a reminder of times past when life was so different & how punishment was exacted for crimes. The notion of hundreds of people gathering to watch a hanging is really foreign to us. It was sobering to know of the location with busy roads & a train line nearby; not exactly a peaceful spot for eternity.

I hope you have found the story interesting - history is never predictable or dull. Thank you for stopping by & taking the time to read.

Dee 

Saturday, 14 February 2026

The 'lost girls' of Highgate cemetery

 Edwardian & Victorian times were tough for women who were not educated, wealthy or from good families because they were very limited in what they could do to make ends meet. Girls were often in 'service' at large houses as kitchen or house maids, working long hours with almost no time off & at risk of exploitation. It was not uncommon for the men of the house to sire a child with a maid who was then dismissed when 'with child'

Many women turned to prostitution to survive & to help their families with some money.  

We are reminded of the many prostitutes who were victims of Jack the Ripper in Whitechapel, London in 1888. 

Near the end of our Highgate cemetery tour, we stopped at some graves on the Faraday Path, that were separated by just a thin line of bricks on the wall behind - this spot was the grave of  'Fallen Women' of Highgate who died at the nearby Highgate Penitentiary (also known as the House of Mercy).


Prostitutes were sent to the Anglican House of Mercy to be 'reformed' through learning to read & write, to learn domestic skills like cooking & sewing, & have religious input to teach them Christian ways. The poet Christina Rosetti volunteered at the House of Mercy so she would have known some of these women. They stayed there for 2 years before some re-joined their family, others were 'respectable' enough to marry & some fell back in to their old ways etc.

The unmarked, unremarkable, communal grave holds the remains of 10 young women & girls. The plot was purchased by the London Diocesan Penitentiary

The  names of the 10 occupants have been recorded as: 

Emma Jones, 12, died 1862; 

Anna Williams, 15, 1869; 

Caroline Harriet Rhodes 19, 1874 

Emily Potter, 21, 1878 

Harriet Smith, 17, 1880 

Frances Iliffe, 14, 1881 

Maude Clabby, 18, 1882

Rosetta Edwards, 20,1900 

Ada Rebecca Ingram, 40, 1907 

and Agnes Ellie, 29, 1909

The age of consent was then just 12 in Victorian times & the ages of the 'lost girls' show how young some were. 

Our guide indicated that they were hoping to have a marker placed on the grave to record the names of the 'lost girls' and perhaps tell their story. That would be a fitting way to ensure they do not remain 'lost'

Thank you for stopping by & taking the time to read & comment, it is appreciated. 

Dee ♥️🪦

Tuesday, 10 February 2026

Highgate cemetery London, the WEST side

 

I am eternally curious & passionate about both history & family research. 

The cousins invited us to join them on a trip to Highgate cemetery in London. We have spoken of this iconic place several times - the towering headstones to the great & good of times past & the fascinating structures within the large space. Several films have used this space & images abound of the vast, private burial grounds. 

It is fascinating how much funeral traditions have changed in that time which was the era of huge funerals with all the trappings of dark mourning clothes, of elaborate tombs, of dozens of mourners following the coffins, of family visiting the graves regularly & even having picnics close to their loved ones. 

Highgate private cemetery was opened in 1839 has over 53 000 graves for 170 000 internments. There are terraced catacombs, mausoleums & imposing headstones across the vast space. We booked a 90 minute tour of the West cemetery with a very informative guide. 

Charles Dicken's wife Catherine, his sister Fanny, his brother Alfred & his parents John & Elizabeth are also buried there on a path aptly called Dickens path.

I did some background research before our trip so I have an understanding of what to look out for. 

The Circle of Lebanon is a particularly beautiful circular walk, that is set down in the ground so almost invisible from the paths. 

The tops of the tombs level with the ground around it. It was named because of an ancient tree that unfortunately had to be felled but another is planted in its place.

 The Egyptian avenue is a covered over alley way from a time when all things Egyptian was the height of interest.

 There are 2 impressive obelisks at the entrance leading to a domed space with locked family vaults on both sides. 

It originally had a roof that made the space too gloomy so it was removed & it is now covered with greenery & vines giving it a garden like feel. 

The imposing Beer Mausoleum was for the German Julius Beer (1830-80) who made his money on the London Stock exchange. 

He was the owner of The Observer newspaper. His daughter is also interred there after she died of scarlet fever aged just 8. 

  Have a look around it here 

He was apparently shunned by the upper classes for being 'foreign' & having made his money in commerce rather than inheriting it as the upper classes prided themselves on. 

This mausoleum is a bit of showing them that he had made it on his own. 




The terrace catacombs were beautifully laid out with vaulted sections to the left & right of the entrance, lit by skylights set in to the vaulted roof. The space was cold yet very peaceful. It is behind locked doors as coffins were desecrated in times past by those who believed that vampires were there. 


As with all these old graveyards, there are tales of ghostly apparitions & a persistent one here is of a vampire.  However, the guide dispelled this rumour when our guide Alison unlocked the Terrace  Catacombs. It holds 825 shelf spaces, several spaces high that are filled with triple coffins. The body was first places in a wooden coffin, then in a lead lined on, finally a showy wooden one encased the others. 

Bodies entombed above ground have to be in lead lined coffins, below ground can be just wooden.







Michael Faraday is best known as a physicist & chemist who discovered the principles behind the electric motor & was the first to connect light & magnetism which changed all our lives. 

Today many of us use Faraday pouches to protect our devices from being hacked. His headstone is set to one side, a vast one erected by his wife. 


The Grade 2 listed Mears family memorial is elaborate. 

The family owned the Whitechapel Bell Foundry where Big Ben was cast. 

The Liberty Bell was cast at the same foundry & was shipped to America.

The Horse Grave was to the Atcheler Family & is marked with a horse on top. He was the horse slaughter to Queen Victoria, a job few had even heard of. 

The grave of the bare knuckle boxer Thomas Sayers (1826-65) has a full size statue of his dog 'Lion' at his feet. 

Thomas excelled at the illegal, but tolerated sport of bare knuckle boxing, & his funeral was one of the largest at the cemetery as his fans lined the streets & clogged up the cemetery to honour him. 




The tomb of another animal lover is that of George Wombwell (1777-1850). He was a shoemaker who turned his hand to showing animals that was more profitable. 

He was a travelling animal menagerie show in a time when few had seen exotic animals. 

He had 15 touring wagons with elephants, giraffes, lions, leopards, monkeys & zebras. He has a full size lion called 'Nero' on his tomb. 

The sad story told on the stone of 'Emma Wallace Gray who died in October 1854 in her 19th year of age - from the effects of fire, her dress having accidentally ignited 10 days previously, in the bloom of youth, when others fondly clinging to life, I prayed, mid agonies, for death'


The tomb of Mabel Veronica Batten  & Radclyffe Hall  in the Circle of Lebanon. 

Mabel's husband is buried in the tomb as well as her female lover Radclyffe Hall. Theirs was a controversial relationship in Victorian times. 

Flowers are left at the tomb entrance every week ... 









The modern grave of Alexander Livinenko - He was poisoned in a London hotel by past associates of his. 

The images of him suffering from radiation poisoning was shown on TV in an attempt to get to the bottom of it. 

He is buried deep & in a lead lined coffin due to the risk of radiation. 



The impressively large family tomb of Sir Loftus Otway who  served in the military & the chains around the tombb are in the shape of canons. This large corner underground plot is lit by skylights that can be seen on the corner. 

Like many of these tombs / mausoleums, they are private & locked. 

This grave near the entrance shows the symbolism associated with the trade of the person - note the upturned horseshoes & whip on his grave.

James Selby (1842-1888) was a renowned carriage driver - shown by the upturned horse shoes. He set a record of under 8 hours from London to Brighton & back but the £1000 challenge really took its toll on his health. 

He had the most beautiful bulbs on his grave. 


The newest family Mausoleum near the entrance belonged to the rich American Goldhammer family

Robert F Goldhammer was banker, investor & philanthropist. He owned Dunkin Donuts & brought the chain to the UK. 

This recent building came at a cost of about 2 million pounds. 




It was fascinating having to remember the terminology connected to these old cemeteries that describe the memorials - headstones, mausoleum, sarcophagus, chest tomb, vaults, leger slabs, columbarium, catacombs, common graves of ordinary poor people etc

Tombstone iconography terminology associated is another field to remember when looking around - Angels, Bibles or books, birds, columns, crosses, hands clasped, hour glass, IHS, ivy or vines, flowers like lily, poppy, lotus, or passion flowers as well as wreathes of holly, laurel, oak etc. Inverted symbols like torches or horseshoes for a life cut short etc or urns draped with a veil for the partition between life & death. These symbols were in the headstone catalogues of the time so several similar ones appear in the cemetery ... 

The East cemetery on the opposite side of the road is just as interesting with names more people probably know. However, that side will have its own post. 

I hope you have enjoyed this unusual visit with me, thank you for stopping by,

Dee  ✝️ 🪦⚰️⚱️

Saturday, 24 January 2026

Lady Isabel of Tong, a lady with vision



This week we popped to a local church to look for a plaque for a neighbour whose family worshipped there. The village has a long history dating back to the nearby Roman camp & an entry in the Doomsday book of 1086

St Bartholomews church in Tong was once part of a castle complex that was very influential. I visit it several times a year & often take visitors there.

The church has some magnificent monuments to past influential incumbents. 

The tomb of Lady Isobel 1409-1446  (foundress of Tong college and church) & her third husband Sir Fulke de Pembrugge lies close to the central aisle. What makes her effigy different is that she is adorned with a garland of roses on her marble head & in her hands on Midsummers day each year

Why is this? The background info provided by “Women of Tong” church book 

She was born Isabel Lingen & outlived 3  dry rich & influential husbands: Sir Thomas Peytevin, Sir John de Ludlow (1366-1398) of Stokesay Castle & Sir Fulke de Pembrugge (-1409) who shares the same memorial. 

She took it upon herself to set up a college & rebuild the Tong church & even though she was widowed, she forged ahead with these plans. She applied to both The Pope & King Henry IV for the special licences needed for these. It cost her £40 to buy the advowson from the Abbot of Shrewsbury. 

The small church was rebuilt to the large one we visit today. It was here that mass would be said daily for those commemorated in the memorials, also for the victims of the Black Death plague. 

Lady Isobel championed education at her college for teaching ‘reading, singing & grammar’ to the clerks, servants of the college & children of Tong & the surrounding villages. Clearly a lady of great vision to improve lives in her immediate space through education by using her own wealth & influence. 

The College was dissolved under King Henry VIII but the church survived.

She survived her last husband, Sir Fulke, by 37 years, dying aged 76 in 1446. That was a great age in those times. Her husbands magnificent tomb in the church was enlarged so she could be interred beside him in her simple widows robe. 

Her lifetime spanned several English Kings - Edward III, Richard II, Henry IV, V, & VI and Edward IV.

One can sit in the choir stalls & look on to the many tombs. 

The 15th century oak choir stalls have interesting pre Reformation misericords carved in to them. 

In times past long sermons required much standing & the seats could be raised & one could rest on the carved front, to take the weight off the legs. 

These ancient oak ones are particularly interesting & original.







The benefactors board in the church shows that Isabel was not the only one who took education seriously & the notes show bequests to be used for education by others too. 

I am always fascinated by local history & how some people used their wealth & influence to improve the lives of ordinary people. 

I hope you have found this short account of the life of Isabel interesting too. Thank  you for stopping by, it is always appreciated. 

Dee 


Sunday, 18 January 2026

Winter blooms ...

 

I am rather hit & miss with planting winter bulbs, especially the ones that are meant to flower at Christmas. 

Even though I buy 'forced bulbs' they seldom bloom at Christmas & in a way, that is a blessing because there is so much else going on, that colour on grey January days is very welcome. 

I bought in some hyacinth bulbs - whites & one pink one that went in to a vintage Wedgwood bowl that I use often. 

Because the bowl was in the cooler conservatory, they were dormant. I brought them in to the house after Epiphany / Twelfth Night once the decorations were down, & they sprang in to life. 

The winter cyclamen  in the same bowl, had been happy indoors for weeks until they threw a strop when  brought in & had to be relocated to a pot under shelter. 

As much as I love cyclamen, they can be rather tiresome at times. 

The ones that have been in the other kitchen window are doing well with their generous blooms alongside the vase of the iridescent & delicate honesty pods that came from the summer garden. 

The tall hyacinth stems started to bend under the weight of their blooms, so I took them outdoors & cut some red dogwood (Cornus) stems from the garden  to poke in to the soil as supports. 

I prefer using natural garden twigs / stems as flower supports & the upside is that they sometimes even root in a warm spot. I hope you have a bowl or two of colour to brighten up your day too. 

Thank you for stopping by, it is always appreciated.

Dee 💐🪻🪴🌷