122 years ago today

Granda George Crackett – taken in the yard at Church St.

My paternal grandfather George Crackett was born 26 May 1890 at Choppington in Northumberland. George’s parents Leonard Crackett and Mary née Parkinson baptized him in the Primitive Methodist Church on 18th June 1890. In 1915 he married Ellenor Turner of Amble, my grandmother, and they spent the whole of their married lives there. They had three children, my Dad George William, Sydney and Evelyn.

Crackett: Granda George and 3 of his sisters

This second photograph shows Granda George as a young lad with three of his six sisters (Elizabeth, Nellie, Bella, Dorothy Ann, Jane and Mamie). He also had 3 older brothers (Jack, Will and Len). I am guessing he may have been about 10 at the time the picture was taken.

My granda died in 1978 at the age of 88, having outlived granny by a couple of years. He was a keen gardener and man of few words. I remember when I was 11 having to do a little family tree as homework from school. I asked him what his mother’s name was and he answered “Mam”. Fortunately, my granny knew that her mother-in-law had been called Mary so I was not stuck with a complete blank.

Blog reader status

Status

Australia, USA and UK have been the top three countries showing interest in my blog during the past week. I have now passed 3000 hits. About two thirds have been in the past four months since I started blogging more regularly (postaday) in February this year. I also have a number of followers whose viewings are not included in the hit count above. There are now 11 people following the blog and another 9 who are following activity on specific comments. I still have many family members that I have not sent the link to yet, so I expect some significant changes in the demographics of my readers once I start to spread information about the blog to more cousins and potential cousins.

I almost forgot to mention that this is not today’s post, but my catch-up post for Thursday 24th May when I was out for the evening having dinner at Tjuvholmen Sjømagasin. It was a beautiful evening, so we were able to dine outside and watch the boats go by.