Kalo mina, happy month! On Saturday, after weeding the garden a bit and cutting back the vine a lot, and after burning it all off and also the other stuff that’s been lying around all summer, and after assuring our concerned neighbour that we were okay and the house wasn’t on fire (very kind of him to worry about us, makes you feel a bit safer), and after (probably) annoying the other neighbours with the smoke and airborne burnt bits, and after lunch was done and an old episode of Lovejoy had been watched, I decided to see if I could find my great-grandmother’s grave in Devon. As you do.
I’d actually been to the churchyard, back in 2010, and I’d looked at all the graves there, or so I thought, but hadn’t seen one for Kate Scott. I later found out that she definitely was buried there, in Crediton, Devon, this is, and I’ve even seen the press cutting that described her funeral. It was seeing a church on the Lovejoy episode that set my mind to it, I guess.
I remembered that I had seen a website where interested people with very little else to do had been around photographing graves across the country and posting up results. I wondered if by any chance anyone had done Crediton. Sadly not it seems, so I started looking around for other sources which might help unlock the great Scott mystery, as it’s been called. (For more on this subject and if you fancy joining in, you can see the work I did on it a few years back at this link: http://www.symidream.com/scott/evidence.html)
So, if you live near Crediton and have nothing to do for a few hours and fancy a graveyard walk, perhaps you could look for her while you are there, and take a photo for me. Of the headstone I mean, I don’t want you going round digging anything up. She was Kate Scott (nee Maxwell) and was buried there in 1940. It’s a very nice churchyard to walk around, honest.
While I was in the area that time, I also walked around Sandford churchyard, as the Scotts lived nearby, at Priorton Mill. I did see one Scott headstone in Sandford, strangely, but not for the famliy I was looking for. I also went to look in Honiton where her husband, the elusive Arthur Henry Scott was buried in 1942, but couldn’t locate his grave either. I’m not very good at this game really.
Anyway, while looking around to see if there was any kind of list of graves or even photos on any other sites, I found this About Crediton church organ. It made me smile and it’s not made up. I thought I would share with you:
“The War Memorial Organ was designed based on plans drawn by the church’s organist Lieutenant Harold Organ FRCO in 1915. Organ was killed in action in 1917 but the plans were continued by Cyril Church…”
What are the chancels eh? Aisle bet you the current organist is one who can’t play c sharps? A Mrs D Flat, per-apse? Wouldn’t that be swell? No, I’ll stop now, I don’t want to bombarde you with a mixture of church organ related puns, that would be too rank.
Later on, I was distracted by Lugnabana, a townland in Co. Leitrim, Ireland, that no longer exists. It did exist in 1834 when another great-great ancestor of mine walked from there to Durham looking for work and I wondered if any other information about it had come online since my last search a couple of years ago. I ‘Googled’ ‘Lugnabana, Ireland’ and Giggle (sic), in all its wisdom, asked me if I was sure I’d meant to ask for Lugnabana and suggested, perhaps, that in my idiocy of not knowing what I was looking for, I had meant to ask for ‘Log Cabin Ireland’ or even ‘Rugby Ireland’? Certainly not. Who would want to find a log cabin in Ireland?
Actually that sounds like a rather interesting idea, and if it had suggested Rugby team… But I digress and will do so again before I go. We recently watched a film called ‘Invictus’ about the South African rugby team winning the world cup in the first year of Nelson Mandela’s presidency. I don’t know how accurate a film it was, but we liked it. So, if you’ve not seen it, it’s today’s recommended purchase.