We're all sitting around in the calm before the storm here on the East Coast. There is one pummeling Ontario now, and an even bigger one coming up the eastern seaboard of the U.S. that is due to roll in here after midnight tonight. It's eerily still outside my window, and I am watching a gang of roofers on the house behind mine racing to put on some temporary tiles to see the house through until Monday, I presume, when it will be safe to get up and do a proper job. Unfortunately, I will have to go out in it tomorrow. Twice. To and from the hospital - and I am not very happy about it. For us hothouse flowers, the very best thing about winter is sitting inside and watching a storm rage outside.
Well, I have tried and tried to find a record of George Meadows' marriage anywhere at all in Suffolk, but I must admit defeat for the time being. We are not going to find out which Mary Ann from Monk Soham is ours yet. I know for certain that they did not marry in Monk Soham though,because that wonderful register book that I referred to in my last posting is also indexed, so I was able to look up every Meadows that had ever been hatched, matched, or dispatched in that parish, and there was no reference to George at all. Brandeston is the next most likely place that they would have married, as that is where George Meadows' family was from, but no joy there either.
I did find out about the 17th century Witchfinder General, Matthew Hopkins, though. There was a novel about him that took place in Brandeston, and even a film based on it with Vincent Price playing Hopkins. Given the events in the news today of the burning alive of a woman in Papua New Guinea who was believed to be a witch, I will leave this story for later. I inadvertently saw the pictures, which I hope have all been removed from general viewing on the internet by now.
On to a new line of enquiry again...
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