My Christmas Card Scrapbooks: Sepia Saturday

I am taking a look this week  at one of my favourite post-Christmas activities - compiling a Christmas Card scrapbook. 

Firstly vintage cards in my collection :  

The postcard above, sent in 1877, was in the collection of my third cousin,  Janet, who made contact with me through the Genes rRunited website - we went onto exchange family memorabilia. The verse on the card reflects the rather Victorian maudlin sentiment of the time, but it is still a lovely picture.

This lovely German Christmas card came from the my husband's family.   His uncle Mattie married a German girl in the 1950's.   

 Another continental card - this time from France, courtesy of cousin Stuart.  

 

A charming little card I picked up in an antique shop.  

 

 

And below two of the many cards sent  back from Flanders Field in World WAr One by my grandfather to his family 1917 and 1918.

 

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My Scrapbook Project

It  seems  a shame to bin so many lovely images on Christmas Cards  that I have come up with my own way of retaining tmy favourite  cards for future pleasure. 

I  began doing this years ago when my daughter was small, with  "Gillian's Christmas Scrapbook" was a way of conveying the Christmas story and traditions in a strong visual style and displaying  cards that had been especially sent to her.  I hand-wrote the words as this was long before the days of computers. The scrapbook came out of the cupboard every Christmas to look through and reminiscence over  and  it became part of  our family tradition, one continued with my granddaughter. 

 

 

Many  years down the line, I had a growing  pile   of cards that I had refused to throw out, so I created something similar in a more adult version calling it "Christmas Kaleidoscope"- annotated this time by the computer, which of course made a huge difference to the style of presentation. 

 

 

 

By then I had the bug, so the next year it was "A Christmas Anthology",  using the cards to illustrate poems, songs and literature relating to Christmas.     

 

 

 

My next project, spread over two scrapbook,  was "A Christmas A-Z"   focusing on a  wide range of aspects of the Christmas story.  What would I do without the internet to help with history and definitions!

 I  do mean to stop - but already my mind is on the next edition  - perhaps looking at the stories behind Christmas carols.  

Since I began, scrapbooking, it  has become  a sophisticated hobby, but I have kept to  a very simple style with  the focus on the illustrations.

So to anyone who sent me a card, it continues to give pleasure long after the 12 days of Christmas have past. You never know, I might have created a family heirloom collection. 

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Uncle Harry's Christmas Meal - France 1939: Sepia Saturday

In 2011,  I posted the story of my uncle's wartime Christmas meal.  It is a powerful and poignant tale.  that I feel is worth repeating, with additional images   for this week's Sepia Saturday prompt.  

Harry Rawcliffe  Danson (1912-2001) was the middle child of five, born to my grandparents William Danson and Alice English in Poulton-le-Fylde, Lancashire. His middle name came from his grandmother Maria Danson, nee Rawcliffe.  

 

This signed menu of December 25th 1939,   written in French and typed on very  flimsy paper,  was found among Harry's papers following his death. 

In 1939, Harry was in France with the British Expeditionary Force, 9/17th Field Battery.  In the Sergeant's Mess,  breakfast was cold ham with piccalilli, eggs, coffee and roll and butter;  for dinner  - turkey with chestnuts, pork with apple sauce, potatoes, and cauliflower followed by Christmas pudding, apples, oranges, and nuts, with cognac, rum and beer.  That strikes me now as quite a feast, given the conditions they must have been living in - and a tribute to the catering corps.

Five months later in May 1940.  Harry was one of the many men trapped by the German army on the beaches of northern France. 338,226 soldiers  were evacuated  by a hastily assembled fleet of over 800 boats.  Many of the troops  had to wade out into the sea,  waiting for hours in shoulder-deep water. Some were ferried from the beaches to the larger ships by what came to be known as "the little ships of Dunkirk" - a flotilla   of hundreds of merchant shipping,   small boats, fishing boats, pleasure craft, and lifeboats.  called into service for the emergency.

The British Expeditionary Force had to abandon their tanks, vehicles, and other equipment, and lost 68,000 soldiers during the French campaign.    

How many of those men who signed Harry's Christmas Day menu might well have perished in that operation?

 

Harry far left back row with army colleagues.

 

My mother related how  Harry arrived back home from Dunkirk   still wearing the uniform in which he entered the sea to be rescued.   Harry  never talked about his wartime experiences, but seeing commemoration services or documentaries on TV could bring tears to his eyes, so the memories remained very strong - and that flimsy bit of signed paper, kept for over 60 years, was a potent symbol of his Christmas Day, 1939.

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Harry later served in Africa and Italy. 

 

 

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Harry followed his grandfather into becoming a joiner.  I   remember him making me a miniature table and chairs for my doll's house.  

 

He returned to his joinery trade after the war.  He  had a short lived marriage in the 1940's and never remarried, but continued to live in the home of his childhood, renovating the house, and taking pride in his productive garden

 

i recall him taking his sister out for a Sunday run in his motor cycle and side car.    He then progressed to a car, extending  the driveway, and  turning the former hen house into a garage. 

 

 

 The Danson family home in the 1950s  

 

Harry  lived  to the age of 89.  remaining active to the end of his life.  He sailed a small dinghy off the coast of nearby Fleetwood,  was a keen photographer setting up a dark room in the small spare bedroom. 

Living near Blackpool,  the natural home of ballroom dancing in the UK, Harry enjoyed a lot of time on the dance floor at  the Winter Gardens or on the Tower Ballroom  - and he was never short of partners.  He  retained his good looks to the end of his life !

 With a good friend, neighbour & dance partner, c.1970's. 

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Horses to Horse Power: Sepia Saturday

Each week, Sepia Saturday, provides an opportunity for genealogy bloggers to share their family history through photographs.  

Sepia Saturday's latest prompt photograph features a 1920s lorry. My mind turned immediately to my cousin's Oldham family of Blackpool, Lancashire, who were carters and coalmen down three generations. The business  went from  using horses to horsepower  - and below is their first lorry purchased in 1921. 

The business was founded around 1890, by Joseph Prince Oldham (1856-1921) and steadily became prosperous.  In  1905 it moved to near North Station, Blackpool, Lancashire in a house with a large yard, hay loft, tack room. and stabling for around 7 horses.

 

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In the 1901 census Joseph Prince Oldham (below), son of William Oldham and Sarah Prince,  was described as a self-employed carter and coal merchant. Also in the  household were Joseph's  wife Mary Alice, his 20 year old son John William and three  young daughters, Sarah Alice, Edith and Beatrice, plus also mother-in-law Mary Ann Knowles. 

 

The Oldham family c.1910 - Back: Sarah and John William 

Front:  Father Joseph,  Beatrice, Edith  and mother Mary Alice. 
 

Joseph Prince Oldham with his granddaughter Elsie 

who later took over the business.

An accident at the coal sidings in the railway station resulted in Joseph being blinded and he died in 1921, with his will, signed with his "mark".

 

 Son John William Oldham on one of the carriages

 in the family business.

 Joseph's son, John William Oldham (1880-1939)

Shortly before his death Joseph had purchased the first vehicle (at the top of this page)   which was used alongside the horses and carts until the 1930's when two new vehicles were bought. 

 

Lorry c. 1936



This vehicle  was requisitioned during the Second World War by Governmentfor use by  the Fire Service. It was never returned.

John William Oldham married Mary Jane Bailey (my grandfather's first cousin)   in 1905 at St. John's Church, Blackpool.  The photograph below shows them standing, with seated John's sister Sarah who went onto marry George Butler (front left) who also worked in the family business.   Look at those hats!!

 

 

 The couple  faced tragedy with  when their youngest daughter Hilda  died aged 6 in 1915.  

Family photograph c.1909 with baby Hilda 

and older daughter Elsie. 

On the death in 1939 of John William Oldham,  his daughter Elsie (below) took the helm with her husband Arthur Stuart Smith and saw the business through the difficult wartime years, combining it with her own hairdressing concern as "Elise"  run from the family home.  

 

 

    

Elsie Oldham (1906-1989)  - my mother's second cousin

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  

The coal merchant business was eventually sold around 1948 to another local firm, thus ending over 50 years of the family concern.   

 

Elsie's daughter Gloria atop one of the last horses.

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New Furry Friends Joined our Family - Sepia Saturday

Sepia Saturday's "New Arrivals" theme offers this week,  as a prompt, a basketful of puppies.  Cue for me to feature again the three pets that were part of our family over a period of twenty years. 

Our third family pet is amongst this trio of lovely puppies.

How it all  Began

 

Our daughter was 5 years old and Crufts Dog Championships Show was on television - how could we resist that combination.  The result by the summer was that Beauty a golden cocker spaniel became part of the family.  

 

 It was a sad time when we lost Beauty at the age of nine, and we said we would not go through that again. But surreptitiously we were all looking at adverts in the local papers, and within a month we had Colleen - a 2 year old gentle blue roan cocker spaniel. 

 

With my parents, taking a  break from a walk in the park.  

 

Colleen died suddenly at seven years old at a time when there were other stresses in the family. We could not imagine family life without a dog and that had to be a cocker spaniel.   So within a few months we had puppy Casmir (Cass) - an orange roan cocker - she had such a distinctive colouring, she became well known around our small town and lived to the grand age of 13.  A pet and great friend of all the family.

 

 

  Enjoying a good chew in the garden

 Pet Pleasures come in all times, whatever the weather! 

 

A wet and windy crossing to the Isle of Mull
with all other passengers sheltering below deck.  

   

Braving the elements on a windy day on the Isle of Iona. 

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I always thought of Cass as the "princess"   

if she was to star in a Disney animated film. 

 

 Our last photograph of Cass

 

Three much loved pets who are a part of our family memories.

But if you can't have the real thing, a favourite toy will do. 

 

Making do with a toy dog  for a studio photograph  -

 my brother-in-law with  a furry friend. 

 

 

Daughter with her little toddledog.

                    Granddaughter taking her little dog for a walk. 

 

 

As a child, my husband had a number of china animals,  but this this little dog  is the only one that has survived the 80 years plus  and sits on our window sill enjoying the sun. 

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