Alias Swift and Jones

WE’RE OUT to solve a mystery today, a family history mystery surrounding my grandma (my mum’s mum), Annie Swift, née Jones, who was born at Connah’s Quay, Flinstshire, on 8 June 1879.

One mystery is that a Sheffield historian recently informed me that she appears as Annie Tofield on her marriage certificate, the other that Flintshire registry office tell me that they don’t have an Annie Jones (or, for that matter, an Annie Tofield) on their records born that year; they have an Annie Emily Jones, and Annie Lavinia Jones and an Annie Stockton Jones but none of those have parents called William and Mary.

We made some progress on mystery 1 this morning when me made the trip to Sheffield Registry Office; there is a certificate of marriage of a Maurice Swift and Annie Jones from December 1903, so the Swift/Tofield marriage of that year must be someone else; there were several branches of the Swift family in Sheffield at the time. They will send us a copy of the certificate in the next week so we’ll then get a lead on if my grandma was actually born in Flintshire in June 1879.

We can work our way gradually back from the known to the unknown.

Why doesn’t my mum have this information already? She has loads of information on the Swift side of the family but her mother never told her much about the Jones side, even though my mum met all her aunties (I think there were three of them) and uncles (she tells me one was an engine driver).

As we had to be in Sheffield, we thought we might as well have lunch at the Cafe Rouge. Tough work this genealogy.

While we were in the Meadowhall Centre, I scoured Waterstones, Smiths and Paperchase for an extra small sketchbook to fit in my mini-art-bag. The pocket Moleskine is just too big. There are diaries that would pop neatly in the bag but so far no sketchbooks. The Hahnemuehle travel booklet that I’ve been using is just a shade too big and it’s now curling at the edges.

‘I told you to buy the sketchbook first then the bag!’ Barbara reminds me.

Now why didn’t I think of that? I think the easiest thing would be to make my own little sketchbook by folding up and stapling a piece of cartridge. Simple.

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    1. I like the Cafe Bag too. It would be appropriate for me because most weeks the only occasion that I settle down to do a drawing is in a cafe.

    1. The little camera-sized pouch that I bought is designed to fit a European passport. This is exactly the same width as a Moleskine (and the Hahnemuelhle) but 1cm less in height. I’ve just got to the end of my travel booklet so I’m going to try making a little sketchbook the size of a passport.
      I have an illustrator friend in Seattle so I’ll ask her if she can pop into the Tom Bihn factory shop (there’s got to be one!) to pick me up a slight second!

        1. This is my friend Sally’s website:
          I’ve drawn portraits of the dogs of a couple of my neighbours, but just little head and shoulders studies; illustrations in effect. I like Sally’s bold painterly approach.
          Unfortunately, I see that she doesn’t live next door to the Tom Bihn factory in Seattle, she’s based in Vancouver! Drat!

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