Genealogy Chat

I have to swap.................BIG ones little ones fat( )ones skinny [] ones ugly ones pretty ones males ones female ones long ones short ones all poor......what are they? DOCKERS!!!!!!

Gloria You are right. It took me a long time to refind this one which I put on to someone else's thread about a year or more ago! At least if it is on my own thread I can refind easily! Janet

Oh Jess---just had a good laugh at that Gloria :-HOHOHO

________________________>> _________________________<< >>enter blind quarry man~~~~~~~~~~~/ / /~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Wow Janet, that was impressive, it should be on a thread of its own for everyone to read. Gloria :-))))

I suppos i blind quarry man could just 'quarry' whatever was in front of him! he didnt have to 'look ' or choose especially. dont suppose he could plough in a straight line!

How can he see his quarry then?? LOL Merry

I have got a 'blind' quarryman !!!!!! That must be worth a good swop. You still bored, must be to have started this ????? Gloria :-)))))

Who was it on here who had a rellie who died in a cart of feathers?? Merry

Why would you want to swap your Ag Labs?? I found the following in the Liverpool Family History Magazine about 4 years ago and it puts a very different slant on your Ag Labs. Ag Labs. Salt of the Earth! Found in Liverpool Family Historian June 02 Food For Thought- He must have been an Ag Lab 'Ask yourselves whether you know the gestation period for a sheep or a cow, and you can't read or write to make a note of it. The ag lab knew when the animal would calve by observing the position of the stars and work it out from that, or from the particular religious festivals being celebrated in church at the appropriate times. Reading and writing is one thing, but it wasn't necessary. Numeracy, however, or a limited knowledge of it, was essential so as to count his or his master’s livestock and his own money and to tell the time. It was no good thinking that 7 o'clock came immediately after three bells had just struck on the church clock! There was no electricity, the lanes were bad and there was no health service. The Ag lab knew how to make his own rush lights to light his home, the shortest and driest route between 2 places and which herbs to pick as remedies for his families' ailments. He knew his neighbours far better than we know ours. We isolate ourselves in our cars and in front of our television sets. He relied on neighbours with different skills from his, to help him out when the need arose. He was thrifty where we borrow on bits of plastic he and his family had to make ends meet regardless or with great shame go on the parish. Yes, he could even forecast his local weather by watching the reactions of wildlife and plants to changing conditions. He was far better at it than any of us from our centrally heated homes and offices. He knew how to thatch and how to get straight straw for thatching whereas we send for experts to fix a cracked slate. He was tough. He could walk for days behind a plough, pulled by a team of horses, and still walk miles to church each Sunday. A 20 mile walk, laden with produce or purchases to and from market each week was also the norm for some. No fancily equipped gymnasium for him, yet he was fitter than today's health freaks, who maybe should take a lesson or two from his ancestors. Can you use a sickle or scythe from dawn to dusk, in all weathers? Can you snare a rabbit for dinner or cut beanpoles from a hedge in a manner that will promote further growth? Can you mix your own whitewash, or train a dog to hunt or round up sheep for you? Come to that can you milk a cow or slaughter and butcher a sheep or pig? So-called ag labs were no fools. They survived and very few of us would be here to read this if they hadn't! Leave your car at home and walk to work tomorrow, even if it is five miles, your ancestor did!' Janet

Jam and cream? Merry

pass a scone please..... when they eventually found the bloke tossed from his mount , he was dead at the bottom of the village pond!

Hubby and I each have one murdered rellie (other than the above), but in both cases the perpetrator got away with it (who says justice is weak these days? these were 1815 and 1790) Merry

Hubby has one who ate scones made with arsenic laced flour. This was being kept to kill rats in the barn, but wife used it to make scones!! LOL - She got away with it! Merry

OHHHHHHH...........I don't have many unusual deaths........ Fell off horse whilst intoxicated at 10am and whilst supposed to be a strict teetotaler, is my best so far! Merry

I wondered if he buried himself when he died...

Coffins in the shape of cloggs? Merry

OK, Im going with high points for sudden/unusual deaths. *Merry, were yours cobblers to the Queen? Rach and Phil - did your bloke 'pop his clogs??' lol

But mine are not in Northampton or Norwich (or wherever it was you said) OK 2 points then. Merry

You can have my Dutch shoemaker turned undertaker, he's free to a loving (or unloving) home. He must have rarity value surely? I'm getting sick of him and his loose-moralled daughter lol