Make a Bed for Byron? Yes? No?

Listen! Can you hear that crashing sound? Yes, that’s the sound of yet another New Year’s Resolution demolished!

As my intention was to have shared some news with you dear reader at least once a month, this is my February post even though even though we are now enjoying the third day of March.

However, as the rest of the calendar year consists of eleven months of at least 30 days; this would be day thirty if it were any other month other than February.

Not that I have anything against February for not only was I hatched and matched in this month, but I also met my ‘other half’ on the 29th and lest we forget, it is the month for a profusion of chocolates, expensive red roses and some very dubious love tokens as Cupid’s Arrow flies forth… Continue reading Make a Bed for Byron? Yes? No?

Happiest Day of My Life? It REALLY Was!

With an arm firmly around the waist of her adoring husband and as she gazes up at his handsome face; Nicole talks about the ‘happiest day of my life’ to the videographer on the eve of her wedding day and perhaps if history had taken her and her spouse along a different path; February 2 2018 could have been the 33rd year of her union to one Orenthal James Simpson.

Alas, their union as man and wife lasted a mere seven years and all that remains to us of that fateful day in 1985 are the poignant images of the happy couple and that unanswered question; ‘How could it have all gone so terribly wrong?’ Continue reading Happiest Day of My Life? It REALLY Was!

At Home With Lord Byron…

As an artist AND a passionate devotee of Regency History who loves to create a scene and not only of the hysterical kind; it is perhaps only to be expected that I would create a Regency inspired miniature.

Inspired by the life of the poet – the ‘Ghost of Piccadilly’ is the story of a 12th scale historical house which has enjoyed world wide recognition – however, the story is FAR from over!

Follow me as I step inside Number 13 and return to the year 1815…

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Heigh-Ho! Heigh-Ho! It’s Off to Bow I Go….

I find myself looking to the past on most days at the moment for if I’m not in search of an elusive ancestor for a client or trawling through the 1911 Census for a few of my pesky relatives who still appear reluctant to reveal themselves some 106 years later; I could either be immersed in the year 1815 as the work on my Lord Byron abode continues or otherwise curled up in a quiet corner somewhere with Lady Byron and Her Daughters; and before you ask, it is the title of a new biography about His Lordship’s much maligned spouse!

However, one rainy weekend and in the company of my genealogical assistant, I literally took a walk in the past during a visit to London for as I trekked up and down Fairfield Road in Bow which is not only the road that my family live near but also the road that Hargrave Potter, the son of my 4 x Great Grandfather was trekking along on that very weekend an incredible 130 years earlier… Continue reading Heigh-Ho! Heigh-Ho! It’s Off to Bow I Go….