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Had a fascinating day yesterday. I'm concentrating on trying to find pictures of places Mary lived and also locating them to take present day photos. First stop was the John Harvard Library in Borough, who are the Southwark local history library. They were unbeliiieeevably helpful and not only found me some excellent maps and pictures of Peckham Rye at that time, and London Bridge, but also helped me to date the volume of the memoirs that I have. It's typed and bound, not manuscript. The binding has a teeny label (which I hadn't even spotted) with the name and address of the stationer selling the bindings, and they showed me how to look them up in 19th century street directories to establish when they started trading there. So we've dated my copy to 1914 or after. Incredible detective work.
Then I went up to the City to find St Swithin's Lane, as her grandparents' lived at no 10 (long since demolished) and so did she for some time. She says that the house was between the hall of the Salters' Company and New Court, the offices of the Rothschilds. I was pretty startled to find that the Rothschilds were still there, at New Court, albeit it looks a bit different now.
I also managed to find the garden of their local church, although the church itself was gone, replaced by another glass palace. I ate my sandwiches sitting on a bench there. I learnt an awful lot just by wandering round talking to people, eg the New Court security guard, and a random history student who happened to be at a nearby church.
It's bonkers how all these layers of history are overlaid on each other.
Then I went up to the City to find St Swithin's Lane, as her grandparents' lived at no 10 (long since demolished) and so did she for some time. She says that the house was between the hall of the Salters' Company and New Court, the offices of the Rothschilds. I was pretty startled to find that the Rothschilds were still there, at New Court, albeit it looks a bit different now.
I also managed to find the garden of their local church, although the church itself was gone, replaced by another glass palace. I ate my sandwiches sitting on a bench there. I learnt an awful lot just by wandering round talking to people, eg the New Court security guard, and a random history student who happened to be at a nearby church.
It's bonkers how all these layers of history are overlaid on each other.
Easier for you and you can link to specific bits on your blog 
forgot to add the link 
), I always remember her. I can teach a number of subjects but I am truly passionate about one in particular and I think it is no coincidence that it is that subject I teach best.
and somehow have married into a family of professional historians...
