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ADDENDUM TO MY MOTHER’S FAMILY BACKGROUND
In addition to that which has already been written, I have had various thoughts on the following, which may or may not be true, and still need further investigation
My Mum has written on the back of the
photo, ‘Grannie Dunsdon and Cousin Rose’. Presumably the ‘Rose’ that
she refers to, is one of Henry Monkton’s children, as mentioned above. A trifle fanciful perhaps, but not exactly
impossible!
After all, as late as 1938, when my wife was born, her
mother died just seven weeks after giving birth to her. Because of
the shock of losing his wife so suddenly, and already having two young children
under 5 years old, Barbara’s father passed her over to another part of his
family, so that she could be brought up by them.
The second thought
on the same subject, also occurred to me whilst going through the 1901 census
for the Hoxton area.
In those census returns, I discovered a family
of Dunsdon’s living barely half a mile or so from where Grannie Brett (Dunsdon)
was living in Gopsall Street, Hoxton. That family consisted of:-
William Dunsdon |
40 years |
Bootmaker |
Mary Dunsdon (wife) |
39 years |
|
William. H. - (son) |
20 years |
Carman |
Edith. M. - (dau) |
19 years |
Shop Assistant |
Florence. M. - (dau) |
12 years |
|
May. M. - (dau) |
2 years |
|
It is strange that there should be a William H. Dunsdon,
who had two young sisters with similar names to my Mum, living so close
to where Grannie Brett lived in Gopsall Street. As his occupation
was a Carman ---- presumably delivering goods on a vehicle of some kind
---- his travels might have taken him past the end of Grannie Brett’s road
on some days. Maybe, sometime after the 1901 census, he changed his
job from being a Carman to become a market trader in Petticoat Lane. I
wonder ----- could that particular Dunsdon family really have had anything
to do with Grannie Brett? If indeed, he was the William Henry Dunsdon
that ‘captivated’ Grannie Brett, could it also be possible that he
brought his youngest sister May. M. Dunsdon, aged 2 years into our family?
Moreover, could that young May have been my mother? Mind you,
if she was, she would have been born in 1899 which would have made my Mum,
6 years older than she thought she was. Mum died aged 80. I
always thought she looked pretty good for eighty, but if she was a
possible 86 instead, then she looked absolutely fantastic! There is
no way of proving it anyway, so I’ll just have to keep an open mind in that
area, and hope that something more concrete turns up. Perhaps, if
I eventually manage to get hold of a marriage certificate showing that Grannie
Brett/ Dunsdon did definitely marry a W. H. Dunsdon, then maybe that would
reveal more information.
Of course, there is no way either of my
thoughts on this matter could be proven, and even if it could ----- there’s
still the question of Mum’s ‘twin sister’, Nellie!
It is a pity
really, as I would like to be able to solve the ‘mystery’ of whether they
were definitely twins. I know that my Mum would have liked to have
known the reason why her birth was never registered, and I’m sure that she
would be pleased if anyone could come up with an answer.
The suggestion
that my Mum and her sister Nellie might not be twins is intriguing, as is
the notion that they may not have the same father ---- but I’m not sure
that either is really true. I am still at a loss to know why Grannie
Brett/Dunsdon would write on the back of a photo of her girls ---- ‘The
two in front are twins’ ---- if they weren’t! Especially when the
picture seems to have been taken when the two ‘girls’ were in their early
twenties!
I know that I seem a bit sceptical about Cousin Joyce’s and her father’s views on whether Grandad and Grannie Brett were comfortably off, but all my investigations to-date, particularly regarding the area in which they lived, points to the fact that it was a very poor area. Even Hackney Archives Department, assure me that ‘although the houses in Gopsall Street had at the appearance of affluence, it was not an area one would have chosen to live if you had sufficient money to live elsewhere.’
Although Joyce’s father, Arthur Brett, recalled that they were large houses, his memory of them, were as seen through the eyes of a 5 year-old child. The picture of the houses in Gopsall Street, which I have included on page 12 , of My Mother’s Family Background, did look to be quite large. However, according to the census details taken in 1881 and 1901, it seems that the properties housed several families, and accommodated sometimes between 15 to 20 people. Yes, the houses were no doubt large, but apparently most families were living in just a couple of rooms. To a small child, especially with a large number of people living inside, it would most certainly have seemed a very large house.
I looked at Grandad Joseph Brett’s family, which was living
at 28, Bacchus Walk, in 1881, and was only a stone’s throw from Gopsall Street
and Newton Street. His father was also a cabinet maker by trade, and one would
assume that if father and son were in the same line of work, and one was successful,
the chances are that the other one would be as well. I found, that there
were three separate families living in that house in Bacchus Walk---- comprising
seventeen people. Again, in 1901, I found Grandad Brett’s parents and siblings
were still living in that house, although at that time, they were sharing it
with only one other family, and the total number of occupants had fallen to
eleven. Since both Grandad Brett and his parents had lived with their respective
families in three or four rooms in a largish houses, which they shared with
other families, were they really that financially comfortable?
If Uncle Arthur, Uncle Joe and ‘big’ Aunt Doll’s lives took a downturn when
the man Dunsdon arrived on the scene, I can quite understand that Uncle Arthur’s
childhood memories would have led him to remember living fairly comfortably
in a large house. However, it didn’t necessarily mean the family was ‘well-off’!
Although, compared to the house and the lives they had after they moved to Edney
Street, life in Hoxton probably did seem a lot more comfortable.
As I mentioned in My Mother’s Family Background, on pages 62 and 63, from my
own memories of my cousin Derek’s home in Marmora Road, I used to think
that his parents must have been very rich to have lived in such a big house,
with such enormous rooms. I was probably about 11 or 12 before I realized
that they were renting rooms in a very large house. However, having said
that, their flat was lovely ---- there was nothing squalid about it whatsoever!
Because my own memories and beliefs of things that happened sixty-odd years
ago, can be a little bit hazy, I am somewhat cautious about other peoples memories
over a similar period, especially when it is one that was perceived through
what was a child’s eye.
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