Bit late with writing a post this morning. I like to start off with it but I had other priorities. Someone tipped me off to the possibility of finding ancestors in the press. I was somewhat sceptical of this as I’m looking at darkest Wales in the eighteenth century. I say darkest only in the sense that it was deep into agricultural territory where even now you can drive for half an hour with no mobile phone reception but see half a dozen red kites on the way which was my experience when on a family tree trip fourteen years ago.
Reality is that the area had very much seen the light by the end of the eighteenth century. Griffith Jones’ circulating schools had brought literacy to the masses over a hundred years before it happened in the rest of the British Isles. My own family was deeply religious and in just a couple of generations produced many ministers of religion.
It’s this divinity that did the job. Although the amount of press was limited at the time there were lots of religious journals and I found a lengthy obituary for my great (x4) Daniel Davies in a Baptist publication. Gave me lots of leads including to siblings hitherto unknown and to cousins that may provide clues as to Daniel’s parents. Also I had his wife down as Ann Harry but her name seemed to be Jones which probably explains why I have found bugger all about her.
Anyway I’ll keep you posted. I know you’ll be on the edge of your seats 🙂
Old Daniel Davies’ obit also mentioned that he was very good looking which explains a lot dunnit 🙂
Had a good sesh with the pre op nurse yesterday pm. All seems to be ok, amazingly touch wood, rabbits foot, ten leaf clover etc. The slightly interesting bit of news is that the pain killer they give you after the op is very strong morphine. Wow man. Also arranged to stay the night before the op. They want me there by 7am. I might as well make it easy for meself considering all the crap that lies ahead.
I say crap but that should just be short term. 99% of the folk I’ve spoken to who have had the op have praised it as being transformational. Doubt I’ll ever run another marathon but there again, I hadn’t done that before anyway.
As I write fast jets keep buzzing the shed. I can’t see whether it is the red arrows or something based at RAF WAddington which is only two or three miles south of here. Trouble is experience tells me it is not worth dashing out to look as the jets will have flown out of sight by the time I get to the door. The Reds. Saw em at lunchtime.
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Nice night watching footy with THG in the snug. The Peul letting in too many goals. Not good enough defence. Only their second team.
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Getting a bit fed up with the lack of mobility. In truth there is nothing to stop me from taking the car when it is available but nowhere I particularly want to go. Less than two weeks until the op now.
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Got chromecast working on the Macbook. Had to disable “Use the network framework for local device discovery on Mac” in the experimental features section on Chrome. Didn’t even know there was an experimental features section let alone that I had it running. Must have clicked on something at some stage. It hasn’t given any gyp until now. Still it’s working now. Was a bit annoying especially when chromecast was working on every other device.