Hi Angela, It was funny but I was just thinking about you!! As you may remember I live in Chacombe, and have been looking into the family of my neighbour who was a WATTS. I am managed to trace her father's family line WATTS in Wardington, but I have also discovered that she is connected to the Chacombe WATTS family. I wonder if you can help me? Do you have anything on the children of Thomas WATTS (1794 -1864) and Ann PARISH? I think their son was Clement WATTS. If any of this rings ny bells with you can you let me know? Best wishes, Eleanor

Angela... The One that Got Away Maybe.??? My Dad never passed ' Truss Fishmoner & Grocer' without wanting "Kippers" - Kippers and Dough Cake...his shopping list... Now there's a combination...? . Which brings to mind.!....... When i came to Australia.. 'After the Convict era ..IAN' *>)~ My, M.in.L.... thought she was doing something *nice.???(her words) for me.. On the stove, bubbling away was an awful looking mess with an odd smell ; not yet used to Aussie customs.....I was reluctant to ask ...however, my sleuth habits came to the and after a sneak peep... .it didn't look like anything I had ever seen...? to my amazement she said she was cooking *kippers. I had heard about boiling a 'Billy'. but i thought they only boiled that, "Camped by a Billabong.".. We live and learn.... Mind you she never really forgave me for kidnapping her son.... and often wonder if that was a first attempt to make me want to go back home...!!! ... and NO i didn't even taste the kippers...!!** but, at this moments my taste buds are working overtime...:-( betty . ----- Original Message ----- From: "Angela Allen" <angela.allen72@btinternet.com> To: <ENG-BANBURY-AREA-L@rootsweb.com> Sent: Monday, January 10, 2005 7:09 AM Subject: [BAN] TRUSS & Ban List requests > Hi Phil & all > No, we are never bored or uninterested or unwilling to help. > > Comes down to folk have to request or make known what their > interests are & be as informative as they can in giving leads for > others to chase - BEFORE - many helpful folks on this list can > try to find answers - & if possible they will always provide that > help & more. > > If folk lurk, stay quiet & don't ask, how can others ever help?? > > When no specific requests for look ups or help are received by list, > as admin of Banbury, I'm happy on this RW list for folks to stay in > touch as friends & share whatever else holds meaning for them. > I know not many other RW lists allow that - their loss our gain! > > Possibly why we have the biggest bunch of friendly chatterboxes > within the gene world & I wouldn't want to loose any of them *>) > > Now your TRUSS family Phil, any connection to TRUSS the > fishmongers/grocer that used to have a shop in Banbury High St? > I remember catching the bus from Milcombe to go shopping > with my gran on market day (Thursday - I also remember I > 'always' got told off in Truss's :>( > > Well they had this big shiny low counter, provided for women > to slide their shopping basket along with ease - I suppose the easier > it moved the more one would fill it with goods!? > But to a naughty (I'm told!) 5 yr old, an 18 inch wide by 15 ft long > slab of shiny stainless steel was a slide made in heaven ! > > Won't elaborate on the consequences of my 'daring feats' - other > than to say I had to 'stand outside & wait' for months after an > employee hijacked my best slide attempt by placing a tray of > fresh/expensive Haddock at my exit point!! > > Angela:>) > Admin Banbury list > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > ----- Original Message ----- > From: "Phil Lamb" <pjlamb@btinternet.com> > To: <ENG-BANBURY-AREA-L@rootsweb.com> > Sent: Saturday, January 08, 2005 7:18 PM > Subject: [BAN] Interests - TRUSS > > >> I hope no one gets bored with reading about my interests. If anyone >> shares >> them, I would be pleased to hear from them. >> >> >> Looking for more information on Robert TRUSS victualler of Old > Stratford >> NTH. from 1785ish to 1814. He was at the Black Horse and was followed > there >> by his wife Ann (d 1827) and then Jonathan TRUSS (d 1837) probably his > son. >> His first two children were called Edward Spiers TRUSS and Jane TRUSS, > twins >> baptised 1779 at Passenham. >> Robert TRUSS very likely is the same Robert TRUSS that was baptised 1752 > at >> St Marys Banbury, son of Robert TRUSS and Jane SPIERS. >> >> But why would this Robert TRUSS from Banbury to Old Stratford ? >> >> >> Phil in Hales Owen >> >> >> >> ============================== >> Census images 1901, 1891, 1881 and 1871, plus so much more. >> Ancestry.com's United Kingdom & Ireland Collection. Learn more: > http://www.ancestry.com/s13968/rd.ashx >> > > > ============================== > Search the US Census Collection. Over 140 million records added in the > last 12 months. Largest online collection in the world. Learn more: > http://www.ancestry.com/s13965/rd.ashx >

In message <41E24AF1.29597.C4D6A@localhost>, Rosemary Probert <rosemary@prob.freeserve.co.uk> writes > >Dare I ask, what is Dough Cake? > I'm hoping somebody knows the answer Rosemary. I have eaten it in the past but know not how it was made. Dorothy -- Dorothy Gibbs (in Hertfordshire UK)

Dare I ask, what is Dough Cake? Rosemary, Northumberland UK ............................................................. Webmaster for Banburyshire Web Site: http://www.rootsweb.com/~engcbanb/index.htm Email: banbury@prob.freeserve.co.uk ............................................................. On 10 Jan 2005 at 13:50, Betty Rhodes wrote: > > My Dad never passed ' Truss Fishmoner & Grocer' without wanting > "Kippers" - Kippers and Dough Cake...his shopping list... Now there's > a combination...? . Which brings to mind.!.......

TRUSS's only closed down in the late 80's I believe (could even have been the 90's). They moved from High St to Parsons St, presumably to get away from MacFisheries. Then they closed down. I can only assume that it was due to fishmurderers, er, sorry, fishmongers in the local supermarkets undercutting. Isn't that always the case though? I love kippers, but boiling them??? Either grill them with a little lemon butter or put them into a pan and pour boiling water on them, just leaving the tail out of the water. Leave them for about 5 minutes and they are cooked perfectly. The tail can then be used to lift them onto a plate. Sadly I am not allowed them, as the wife complains of the smell. Still, smoked salmon is allowed, so I have to make do with that!!! Ian

Hello Banbary-ites (Banbarians?) I have been on your list for a couple of weeks, and can't help notice that things are a little, well, slow! I've been enjoyed your recollections, though! So since there was a fair amount of thumb-twiddling going on, I thought I would share with you the fairly flimsy grounds on which I subscribed to the list. My gg grandfather, John Morton, was born in Birmingham in 1770; his father was Thomas Moreton, who married a Martha Batman in 1761 in Banbury! The only Martha Batman (or Bateman) I can find who makes any sense at all is born in Bloxham in 1735, daughter of Edward Bateman and Alice Coleman. Thomas and Martha's first three children were born in Banbury; then it seems they moved to Birmingham, his home town, and the rest of the family was born there. Since a dozen heads are always better than one, I'm curious to know a couple of things: Is there a logical economic connection between Banbury and Birmingham - or at least was there one in 1761? One that would cause Thomas to move to Banbury, meet a local girl, fall in love, have some kids, but eventually move back to Birmingham because his prospects were better there? (All speculation gratefully received!) Secondly, do you suppose the Martha Batemen of Bloxham is the right one? Sue in Toronto

Hi Phil & all No, we are never bored or uninterested or unwilling to help. Comes down to folk have to request or make known what their interests are & be as informative as they can in giving leads for others to chase - BEFORE - many helpful folks on this list can try to find answers - & if possible they will always provide that help & more. If folk lurk, stay quiet & don't ask, how can others ever help?? When no specific requests for look ups or help are received by list, as admin of Banbury, I'm happy on this RW list for folks to stay in touch as friends & share whatever else holds meaning for them. I know not many other RW lists allow that - their loss our gain! Possibly why we have the biggest bunch of friendly chatterboxes within the gene world & I wouldn't want to loose any of them *>) Now your TRUSS family Phil, any connection to TRUSS the fishmongers/grocer that used to have a shop in Banbury High St? I remember catching the bus from Milcombe to go shopping with my gran on market day (Thursday - I also remember I 'always' got told off in Truss's :>( Well they had this big shiny low counter, provided for women to slide their shopping basket along with ease - I suppose the easier it moved the more one would fill it with goods!? But to a naughty (I'm told!) 5 yr old, an 18 inch wide by 15 ft long slab of shiny stainless steel was a slide made in heaven ! Won't elaborate on the consequences of my 'daring feats' - other than to say I had to 'stand outside & wait' for months after an employee hijacked my best slide attempt by placing a tray of fresh/expensive Haddock at my exit point!! Angela:>) Admin Banbury list ----- Original Message ----- From: "Phil Lamb" <pjlamb@btinternet.com> To: <ENG-BANBURY-AREA-L@rootsweb.com> Sent: Saturday, January 08, 2005 7:18 PM Subject: [BAN] Interests - TRUSS > I hope no one gets bored with reading about my interests. If anyone shares > them, I would be pleased to hear from them. > > > Looking for more information on Robert TRUSS victualler of Old Stratford > NTH. from 1785ish to 1814. He was at the Black Horse and was followed there > by his wife Ann (d 1827) and then Jonathan TRUSS (d 1837) probably his son. > His first two children were called Edward Spiers TRUSS and Jane TRUSS, twins > baptised 1779 at Passenham. > Robert TRUSS very likely is the same Robert TRUSS that was baptised 1752 at > St Marys Banbury, son of Robert TRUSS and Jane SPIERS. > > But why would this Robert TRUSS from Banbury to Old Stratford ? > > > Phil in Hales Owen > > > > ============================== > Census images 1901, 1891, 1881 and 1871, plus so much more. > Ancestry.com's United Kingdom & Ireland Collection. Learn more: http://www.ancestry.com/s13968/rd.ashx >

GOOD O' and G'day from Aus, betty ----- Original Message ----- From: <IRHUCKIN@aol.com> To: <ENG-BANBURY-AREA-L@rootsweb.com> Sent: Sunday, January 09, 2005 5:46 AM Subject: Re: [BAN] Chastising list members > "Hello, hello, I'm back again. I'm back, I'm back, I'm on the right > track." >. > > > > > ============================== > Search Family and Local Histories for stories about your family and the > areas they lived. Over 85 million names added in the last 12 months. > Learn more: http://www.ancestry.com/s13966/rd.ashx >

In message <1db.32f2a030.2f119286@aol.com>, IRHUCKIN@aol.com writes >"Hello, hello, I'm back again. I'm back, I'm back, I'm on the right track." Hi Ian, Welcome back. We have been out playing while you were away but you were missed. Dorothy -- Dorothy Gibbs (in Hertfordshire UK)

For those with local knowledge, the playground was bordered by Holborn Avenue, Holbrooks Lane, and Parkgate Road. -- Joe Confirmed virus free by Norton 2005 before transmission with Mozilla Thunderbird

Joe. All those clothing coupons, .........or was it the later years..utility stuff..?? Who was a "Naughty Boy then. !!! Its amazing.. You actually are still alive..to tell the Tale..!! bet you missed out on a sugar mouse that Christmas.???. betty...... Enjoying your Mem'oirs with a smile.. ----- Original Message ----- From: "Joe Connell" <jfc.public@virgin.net> To: <ENG-BANBURY-AREA-L@rootsweb.com> Sent: Saturday, January 08, 2005 7:15 PM Subject: [BAN] Re: Memories of the 40s > It was the ultimate in adventure playgrounds. Immense mounds of various > sands, surrounded by a vast collection of scrapped iron and steel > collected from all over the City. Huge static water tanks provided > hazardous swimming pools; lengths of narrow gauge railway line and mineral > trucks allowed construction of rides to thrill the most jaundiced > youngster. The adjacent factory contained two large blast furnaces; these > worked continuously, launching fountains of sparks and fury into the > night. Every parent's nightmare. > > It was also the scene for the Great Treasure Hunt. It began with quite a > small incident. I buried my sister's new shoes. Very successfully. I > was aided and abetted by a cousin, who later decided that his tea would be > ready, and slipped away into the descending gloom. I was not ready for > tea, and suggested that my tearful sister return to base, report the > inexplicable disappearance, and my unceasing efforts to locate the shoes > that she had lost. > > My parents were the first adults to commence the task of moving the mounds > of sand. Mother holding the torch, trying to pacify the digger, and > attempting to persuade me to emerge from among the piles of condemned > machinery. They were joined by the night watchman, then by some of the > factory workmen [who seemed a very jolly group], and eventually by most of > the neighbouring households. The whole torch-lit scene developed into a > very festive occasion, only my parents failing to enter into the spirit of > things. It was a warm evening, and soon we were joined by patrons leaving > the nearby Lyric cinema. > > It was perhaps the final flowering of the community spirit engendered by > recent hostilities, but now the situation showed signs of deteriorating. > Some sections of sand had been moved several times, and not everyone was > even aware what they were looking for. When the newest arrivals clearly > proved that the local public house was closing its doors I was led away > [by the ear]. > > A memory that really should have been long forgotten, except that almost > every family gathering at some point is advised 'watch your shoes, here he > comes'. A supermarket has replaced the blast furnaces, and the scrapyard > is now a playing field, on which Irishmen attack each other with curved > sticks. > > No, we didn't. > > -- > Smokey > > Confirmed virus free by Norton 2005 before > transmission with Mozilla Thunderbird > > > ============================== > Search Family and Local Histories for stories about your family and the > areas they lived. Over 85 million names added in the last 12 months. > Learn more: http://www.ancestry.com/s13966/rd.ashx >

In message <41DFA4B0.8040905@virgin.net>, Joe Connell <jfc.public@virgin.net> writes >It was the ultimate in adventure playgrounds. Hi Naughty Joe! Lovely tale. I am trying to picture where it might have taken place though. We used to use bomb sites as illicit (and of course dangerous) playgrounds but I can't think where your adventures with the shoes must have taken place. Dorothy -- Dorothy Gibbs (in Hertfordshire UK)

I hope no one gets bored with reading about my interests. If anyone shares them, I would be pleased to hear from them. Looking for more information on Robert TRUSS victualler of Old Stratford NTH. from 1785ish to 1814. He was at the Black Horse and was followed there by his wife Ann (d 1827) and then Jonathan TRUSS (d 1837) probably his son. His first two children were called Edward Spiers TRUSS and Jane TRUSS, twins baptised 1779 at Passenham. Robert TRUSS very likely is the same Robert TRUSS that was baptised 1752 at St Marys Banbury, son of Robert TRUSS and Jane SPIERS. But why would this Robert TRUSS from Banbury to Old Stratford ? Phil in Hales Owen

my father served Queens Own Oxfordshire Hussars.he enlisted BANBURY his home 1914 to 1919 was a Cpl. would there be a WAR MEMORIAL,HONOE ROLL for all that served.i understand that ,D squadron was men from Banbury Hubert USA

"Hello, hello, I'm back again. I'm back, I'm back, I'm on the right track." Those famous words from another old Banburian herald my return to this fold, after my sojourn without internet access. Buggler have I missed it! I trust everyone had a great festive season and did not overdo anything. A wishbone of turkey is adequate Angela! I am hoping our move is back on. I will let you know what the score is when I have something firm. I truly hope no-one chastises me or they will find out how sharp a tongue can be!!! Angela and Anne excepted of course!!! I don't know about prayers, if that is your thing, go ahead. It can't do any harm, that's for sure. But, in any case, spare a thought for those less fortunate in the area of the quake/tsumani. Put a few coppers in one of the buckets, tins etc. dotted around the supermarkets. Maybe raise some cash some other way too. No amount of money can help to bring back the people who died, but the living hell they are enduring can be eased by just a small donation. To be honest, it put a damper on the NYE celebrations. The wife went to bad and I sat up with a small Islay malt until just after midnight, then I went to bed too. So a Happy, peaceful and loving New Year to you all. I hope to meet a few more of you in the coming months, Ian

Is anyone else researching GRAINGE (George) - originally from Oxford( & area) - but in Banbury as an Inn keeperer c1801? April Ashton

It was the ultimate in adventure playgrounds. Immense mounds of various sands, surrounded by a vast collection of scrapped iron and steel collected from all over the City. Huge static water tanks provided hazardous swimming pools; lengths of narrow gauge railway line and mineral trucks allowed construction of rides to thrill the most jaundiced youngster. The adjacent factory contained two large blast furnaces; these worked continuously, launching fountains of sparks and fury into the night. Every parent's nightmare. It was also the scene for the Great Treasure Hunt. It began with quite a small incident. I buried my sister's new shoes. Very successfully. I was aided and abetted by a cousin, who later decided that his tea would be ready, and slipped away into the descending gloom. I was not ready for tea, and suggested that my tearful sister return to base, report the inexplicable disappearance, and my unceasing efforts to locate the shoes that she had lost. My parents were the first adults to commence the task of moving the mounds of sand. Mother holding the torch, trying to pacify the digger, and attempting to persuade me to emerge from among the piles of condemned machinery. They were joined by the night watchman, then by some of the factory workmen [who seemed a very jolly group], and eventually by most of the neighbouring households. The whole torch-lit scene developed into a very festive occasion, only my parents failing to enter into the spirit of things. It was a warm evening, and soon we were joined by patrons leaving the nearby Lyric cinema. It was perhaps the final flowering of the community spirit engendered by recent hostilities, but now the situation showed signs of deteriorating. Some sections of sand had been moved several times, and not everyone was even aware what they were looking for. When the newest arrivals clearly proved that the local public house was closing its doors I was led away [by the ear]. A memory that really should have been long forgotten, except that almost every family gathering at some point is advised 'watch your shoes, here he comes'. A supermarket has replaced the blast furnaces, and the scrapyard is now a playing field, on which Irishmen attack each other with curved sticks. No, we didn't. -- Smokey Confirmed virus free by Norton 2005 before transmission with Mozilla Thunderbird

In message <005f01c4f498$70a2f2b0$a67e36d2@MURIAL>, pollyp <pollyp@xtra.co.nz> writes > Talking of the peasoupers of the past; Coventry used to >have some beauties. Hi Muriel, Yes it did. They often seemed to happen on a Sunday night when I was due to come back to London on my scooter... scary that was. Several times I had to return home and come up the next morning after it had cleared. > Thankfully, Clean Air Acts, and changes in industrial fuels >and domestic heating mean that the smogs are a thing of the >past. Funnily enough when I wrote to the MRC to ask if they had any vacancies they sent my letter to the Air pollution unit which was housed at Bart's Hospital. They were set up to try and do something about the bad atmosphere. They didn't need anyone but passed my letter on to the doctor who then became my boss for the next 36 yrs! > As it was quite a way >into the city, our greengroceries and meat bought, (as in Dorothy's >family), late on a Saturday night, were from the General Wolfe >shopping centre. My Brother still has an electrical goods shop near the General Wolfe. We also used to shop at the General Wolfe when I lived at Bell Green. >I kept >well away from the area of the fish stalls, knowing that when >we went to Birmingham, and got off the bus in the Bull Ring, Oh yes I remember that smell... we too used to go to Birmingham shopping after the centre of Coventry was bombed..... we also used to shop at Nuneaton... for the same reason.... the shops there had survived better than ours. My two older sisters were working so there was a bit more money coming in. At Nuneaton there was a milk bar at the start of the market street and a fish and chip bar at the other end... food sorted! Grin We had a similar chicken incident too... I suspect us kids had something to do with that. We went home with them and poor old Dad had to set to and make a chicken run in the garden. The little blighters went and got some sort of paralysis in their little legs and couldn't walk. I can still see Mum with a bottle of warm olive oil massaging them diligently. They all got better too! >Sadly I feel that the city has >lost its way and the centre is no longer memorable. You are sure not wrong there. Dorothy -- Dorothy Gibbs (in Hertfordshire UK)

In message <f.3bc433cd.2f0eac7a@aol.com>, LenDenham@aol.com writes >Amazing isn't it how so many of us did similar things. HI Les, Yes it is. > I do, >however, remember eating at Schmidts which I seem to recall was very >good value > for the West End. It was. The food was wonderful too. Wiener Schnitzel, Venison. Wind Boeutils (spelt wrongly I think) to finish off with! I could eat that now. > I have ordered >a copy of 'Not All Tarts are Apple' which sounds as though it might be a >good read. > I think you will enjoy it. For me it's one of those that I was sad to finish. >Back to the topic of London Fogs. I remember one evening making my way with >two friends from the Golders Green Hippodrome or one of the two cinemas there >towards Cricklewood via that rather nice residential area that lies roughly >between Clitterhouse Park and Golders Green. Sounds like a real adventure that one. >If that were to happen today do you think two girls would entrust themselves >to three young men wearing handkerchiefs over their faces? And would the >young men help them? > Yes you are right, it's a shame that things have changed so much socially that men daren't offer to help and girls are afraid to accept help. Very sad. Dorothy -- Dorothy Gibbs (in Hertfordshire UK)

I'm a new lister so hope I'm not repeating what's already been said regarding the query on what is or was at 192 Warwick Road, Banbury. In May last year, on another email list, I enquired about the same address as I'd found two births there in 1939 and 1943. Howard FULLER replied with the following [and I quote]: In Kelly's Directory of 1940, 192 Warwick Road is the Banbury Institution. In the 1950 edition (none between those two years - wartime economy?) the Institution is described as 'Neithrop Hospital' and standing on a small eminence, housing 312 poor persons ... Hope this helps! Norma [in Dunedin, New Zealand]