It's that time of year again. Here in the UK the nights have well and truly drawn in; the weather is colder the clocks have been turned back an hour and the garden has been tidied up. Christmas looms on the horizon and the shops are getting busier. I think there is a good case to be made in favour of hibernation - in fact I've probably just made it! Still, these colder, darker evenings are the perfect time for a bit of family history research on your computer.
In the last couple of weeks I've completed (for now) the Archer research I've been doing over the past couple of months. When stuck together the resulting family tree extended pretty well across our lounge - a most impressive spectacle! I hope that Brenda was pleased with it - I certainly enjoyed working on it.
I had a nasty shock on Sunday, when I realised that my memory stick must have been in my shirt pocket when that garment was consigned to our washing machine! Oh my goodness; I had done a lot of work on a local history project and not saved it to my computer. I cursed my stupidity and prayed!
The memory stick was found in the washing machine and with bated breath I slotted it into my computer. Nothing. The computer did not register its presence in the usb port. Oh dear - all that work lost due to my failure to make sure the data was secure!
But salvation was at hand in the form of my resident genius, aka younger son. He told me that when the memory stick dries out properly it may prove to be ok, and sure enough, that was the case! Last evening I was able to see all my precious data on the computer screen. Thank goodness! Much as I enjoy local history research I did not really want to reprise a couple of months' work.
The moral of this tale is that we should always back up our data. I hope that this near escape has taught me a lesson, but knowing me I'll probably regress again at some time.
Thanks to some help from my cousin Pat we've partly cracked the problem of the Devon Guyatts. I'm not sure whether or not I've mentioned this particular problem before, but in case not it concerns the existence on the 1901 census of a youth named Alfred Guyatt in the household of Rowland Simmonds and his wife, Caroline nee Guyatt. Who was he?
Well, we think we have found the answer, but have a little more work to do to clear the matter up beyond all doubt. I won't go through it in detail here, but if any of you are interested in this poser please feel free to drop me an email and I'll explain it to you.
More developments. Thanks to a contact made via the website http://www.geoffsgenealogy.co.uk/ Jan has made contact with a distant cousin on her Carmarthenshire Richards line. The gent in question still lives in the area inhabited by his forebears in the nineteenth century; lucky fellow. Carmarthenshire is a truly beautiful part of the UK.
I've booked a microfiche reader at Stafford Records Office for a couple of hours this coming Saturday, so that I can check the Cheadle, Staffs registers for Blagg events. I mentioned the Blaggs in previous posts a while ago. They were a prosperous midlands family, one of whom married into the Hunt family and lived the rest of her days in Kidbrooke, now in south east London but then in Kent.
Finally for today, have you noticed that the non-conformist non-parochial records held by The National Archives in classes RG4 and RG5 have now appeared on the web? They can be seen at http://www.bmdregisters.co.uk/. I have already used these records extensively at the Family Records Centre, as quite a number of Bankes descendants were non-conformists, but I shall certainly be making good use of this resource in the future.