A Prees parish burial register reveals rather more than the usual name and date for my 6th great-granduncle, Joseph Dickin. In 1792, the clerk recorded exactly how he died: “Fell from his horse when drunk.”
A Prees parish burial register reveals rather more than the usual name and date for my 6th great-granduncle, Joseph Dickin. In 1792, the clerk recorded exactly how he died: “Fell from his horse when drunk.”
Discover why Maelor Saesneg confuses even experienced family historians, and how changing counties, dioceses and registration districts can hide your ancestors' records.
When I first started my family tree, I thought I was being careful—until I trusted a well-researched tree that quietly sent an entire branch in the wrong direction. Two first cousins, the same name, the same birth year, and the same village.
Read the blog to see how I untangled it—and what I learned along the way.
Welsh patronymic naming is frequently misunderstood by modern indexes. Two Selattyn baptisms show how transcription errors can mislead genealogy research.
Born in Shropshire in 1699, Mary Wiggin married in Fleet Prison—a centre of clandestine marriages in 18th-century London. Her story links rural parish records, legal drama, and her brother’s life in Exchange Alley.
To follow on from Dicken posted 20th March 2022 eyeonthepast.com/dicken/ I eventually found a photograph of my Great Grandfather Dicken. Not a professional one like his brothers, but one standing at the front door of what could be The Wheatsheaf Inn, Higher Wych, with his wife Mary. I was expecting Dicken to have a long […]
Do you recognise that feeling when you just have to know all there is to know about somebody on your family tree? The person is my Great Grandfather Dicken Hinton. He was born in the village of Ightfield in Shropshire, United Kingdom, in 1842 to John and Martha (nee Darlington). He was baptised in St […]
Discovering Moretons and Walmsleys led us to two charming Shropshire churches—and a delicious lunch at a family-named pub. Even snow couldn’t stop us.
It all started with a giant family tree and a curious note about an ancestor who fled to Bolivia. We didn’t know it then—but we were hooked for life.
