Elias Jones & William Morris Remembered

Now bare with this one
It's a bit of a slog
But, I hope it makes for an interesting read

In the corner of the churchyard, overlooking the Ukrainian village is a nondescript Victorian gravestone. It is the resting place of Elias Jones, who was only 44 when he died. His widow Margaret died in 1929 at the age of 83 and is buried with him.The inscriptions on the gravestone are all in Welsh.
 The family lived in Bonc terrace, which is the row of cottages up High Street.and their story would have been lost to me and indeed to  Going Gently's sister blog http://trelawnydhistory.blogspot.co.uk
If it wasn't for Ceri Watson, Elias' great great grand daughter, who contacted me after reading my village history blog.
Ceri , who lives in England, wanted me to chase up a surviving relative of hers in Trelawnyd and after I had done so, she sent me details of her great grandfather , a miner who died in a local mine accident in 1890.

Ceri also sent me this photo which was taken outside Bonc Terrace around the 1920s.  it shows Margaret Jones ( her great grandmother) Margaret's son Edward Hughes Jones , his daughter 
Myfanwy  and her son Tecwyn.. I think the photo is delightful
The story of Elias' death was documented in the local newspaper, and I think it is worth adding the text here....the fact that over 2000 mourners turned up at the Church for Elias' and his fellow miner 
William Morris' funeral literally boggles the mind, given the fact that the capacity of theChurch is only around a hundred.
                              FLINTSHIRE OBSERVER 15/5/1890
                                                    GRONANT
                       SHOCKING ACCIDENT – TWO MEN KILLED
About 12.30 p.m. on Thursday last ,Elias Jones age 44 years, of Newmarket [now Trelawnyd] ,and William Morris age 32 years, of Stabian ,Newmarket,were employed at the Derwynne shaft at Talacre and Gronant Mines, getting timber up out of the shaft ,and were in a cage made for the purpose and  which was hanging on a new hemp rope worked by a hand-winch. Thos. Roberts, of Prestatyn, was stationed in a level in the shaft  for the purpose of signaling to the men on the surface ,and as he was in the act of speaking to the two deceased men who were about 10 yards lower than he was, the rope without any warning  or visible cause broke and they both fell a distance of 50 yards to the bottom of the shaft.
When help arrived Elias Jones was found terribly mangled and dead, William Morris was not much mangled  but died directly the rescue men reached.
William Davies Esq. opened an inquest at the Crown Inn, Newmarket, on Saturday and simply took evidence of identification and adjourned the inquest until 11am on Saturday next, at the Red Lion Inn, LLansa , for the attendance of Dr C.N. Foster, the Inspector of Mines, who wrote to say he was
not well enough to go underground before the end of this week
Elias Jones leaves a widow and 5 children , and William Morris was a widower and leaves two young children orphans. The funeral took place at Newmarket Churchyard on Sunday afternoon [May 11th] ,when nearly two thousand people from the surrounding neighbourhood attended the funeral as a mark of sympathy , and a collection was made at the entrance of the churchyard for the widow and the orphans. The service at the graves was conducted by the rector, Rev. E Davies
The next week The Flintshire Observer devoted almost 3 columns to the inquest, including a plea for a public subscription to be set up  and a poem (in Welsh) dedicated to the 2 men. Here are some extracts
“Captain Henry Ellis [ one of 3 men representing the Talacre and Gronant Lead Mine,+ solicitor] said he was the underground agent of the mine and had been employed there ten years. He could not, of his own knowledge ,say how the accident had occurred. The rope produced  was used in the Derwen shaft and was attached to a stage and to a winch at the top for the purpose of lowering men into the shaft. The deceased men were working on the stage when the accident happened, they were taking out the old pit work…… the first he heard of the accident was  about 12.30 pm, on Thursday  8th, when Thomas Roberts told him that he was afraid that  two men had fallen down the pit, and he had arranged  for assistance to go to the deceased. There were two ropes and two winches used – one for drawing out the pitwork ,and the other for raising or lowering his men at work. ….. the broken rope was bought in January last , and first used in April, but as a guy rope ,no weight being attached to it. It was first used to take out pit work four days before  the accident occurred ,and was in good condition then… the stage on which the men worked measured  4ft by 3ft and was hung by chains from each corner four yards long, and attached to an iron ring above, to which the rope was fastened. … for first three days they were taking out pumps.. shaft was not timbered.. after the rope was lowered down the shaft the first day ,it was not wound up again. The rope broke at a point about eight feet above the iron ring to which it was attached.

It was established that the pumps would have weighed 12-15 cwt, the stage and 2 men about 2cwt- the rope was made to hold 28cwt.
They had been blasting some castings 6 or 9 yards from the shaft, but at that point the rope was 70 yards down the shaft – the men would have climbed out of the shaft via ladders whilst this was taking place and the rope hanging down.
It was possible that the rope had struck the irons, but this was unknown.
Peter Evans, miner, said he had thought the rope was alright for the job, and knot properly made . he had been  working on the stage  himself and had trusted his own life to it. He had seen some pumps oscillating in the shaft as they were being drawn up, but he did not know if any stones had gone down the shaft since this particular rope had been used, or if any pumps had hit the rope – had they done so it would have damaged it. It was possible for the pump to hit the rope, if allowed to do so. The rope had not struck against a sharp edged rock as it was being drawn into the lodge, the recess was from 2 -3 yards high.
The Verdict “  the  unanimous  verdict of the jury is that the deaths of Elias Jones and William Morris occurred by the breaking of the rope, but there is not sufficient evidence to show how this took place.”

Anyhow we survived the big storm. A bit of damage was done to the Ukrainian village
But all the animals live to fight another day....I am working tonight
So will have a lazy day today.....I will clean up tomorrow

Walking Dead ( Beware spoiler)

Work it out yet?

Storm Force

Old Meg had somewhat of a radical haircut yesterday
Given the cold snap
I have fashioned a Margaret Rutherford-esque cape for her walk today.

Another storm with gusts of 100 miles an hour is expected later today
Oh bollocks!
Just heard it has been upgraded to a red warning storm


This weather is getting on my tits

I thought that things couldn't get any worse ( see previous post)
Then I looked out onto the Ukrainian village at 4 pm
Bleeding global warming! 

Stress!..............and a relaxing gentle film

It is a well known phenomenon that married couples cannot teach each other to drive.
The stress levels are just too bloody high.
Now, to this, please add the following situation

" talking your partner through a complicated computer programme over Skype  with the clock ticking!"

This is way more stressful.......
Give me a critically ill patient on a ventilator to look after anyday!

This morning Chris left a vital memory stick at home.
It contained the information he needed for an important presentation this morning
All I had to do was to follow his verbal instructions to send contents of said computer stick, via an unfamiliar laptop to his email
Simple!
Remember time was ticking!
Well the computer password didn't work
And I couldn't quite get the angle right for chris to see the screen via Skype on my iPad
Lots of shouting followed
" move it up...move it to the left!, get your friggin thumb away from the camera!"
Then I couldn't find the USB port
" ITS ON THE FUCKING SIDE OF THE COMPUTER!!!!!" Chris bellowed
" I can't SEEEEEEE ITTTT!" I yelled back
" YOU CANT MISS IT! IT's ON THE SIDE!"
" it's not THERE!" I was beginning to sound like a shrill Lady Mary from Downton Abbey
" It was there THIS MORNING.!" Chris yelled...he was starting to hyperventilate.
He never told me that there was a little flap you had to open!
I jammed the memory stick in the hole
A strange window popped up saying
" Programme not responding"
" it's not responding!" I wailed
Winifred bounced into the office, excited at all the yelling!
" Can you click on Microsoft outlook.?" Chris gasped
" I can't even SEE MICROSOFT OUTLOOK.!"
......ok? You get the gist!.....the farce went on until Chris ran off empty handed to his presentation and I had to find a dark room , in which I could lie down in.





Now if you are as stressed as I am after reading all this, I suggest you find a few minutes to yourself and go and watch a gentle little Argentinian movie called  Hawaii (  2013)
In Hawaii nothing much happens. Newspaper colonist Eugenio ( Manual Vignou) spends a hot summer looking after his uncle's home in the city. A homeless Russian ( Mateo Chairtino ) turns up looking for work and the two men soon realise that they were once childhood friends.
Against the backdrop of a slightly decaying urban house and garden , a tentative romance starts.

I would recommend Hawaii wholeheartedly, for it is a totally visual experience. Hardly a word is spoken for great chunks of the film, as the two old friends pussyfoot around each other., and it makes a change that the drama , angst and confrontation ,so common in gay cinema, is more or less absent in this little psychological study.....a study which ends on a very welcoming positive note.

If you want your heart rate to slow, and your blood pressure to drop
Give HAWAII a go.


Mundane Monday

It's going to be a mundane post today
It's going to be a mundane day
For today it's carpet cleaning day 
Yaaaayyyyyy
It's a necessary evil of living in the country and having 20 paws in the house
 When the carpet cleaner comes out
the animals retreat to their favorite places
They know what to expect
Noise and muddy water
All day
Albert hides away on his superman onesie cat bed

William is up on the couch

George is in bed

Meg is in the bedroom window

And Winnie watches the wold from the garden


If You Don't Follow THE WALKING DEAD look away now

Sigh

24 hours and it returns!
If anyone bothers me at 9pm tomorrow night
they are zombie meat
Has Judith survived her bloody baby seat?
How will Daryl cope with a needy Beth?
What has Bob got in his friggin box?
Where the sod is Carol?
Will Rick ever master a real Atlanta accent?
Will Tara the token lesbian survive?
And
Will Tyreese sing " this old man" with the kids?
answers on a postcard
Hey ho

Paso

I don't watch  the tv programme Dancing On Ice
I can't think of anything worse
But I did remember Torvill & Dean doing the Paso
Way back in 1984
Cracking!