An Electrifying Experience - Ashton Lewis, 19.11.14, by John Slater

Ashton’s talk was billed as, ‘An illuminating talk…electricity on the Island.’ At the conclusion, I confessed to having had some doubts as to whether or not this might be too specialist for a general meeting. I readily admitted that my concern was totally unnecessary!

After a sparkling introduction by Corrie Wooding, Ashton read a brief definition of electricity. He didn’t go back quite as far as the Ancient Greeks’ discovery of static electricity when wheat chaff in the fields stuck to the amber beads of their necklaces, but very nearly! It was a useful revision of our school physics, reminding us of how curious and at times, alarming this force can be.

We gave some thought to the various forms of electricity such as current, static, and radio waves, reminding us that despite knowledge of this force stretches back several thousand years, it is really only in the last century that we have managed to harness it for our use.

By way of personal history, we learned that Ashton had served for 45 years with the MEA, before retiring four years ago. As an apprentice, he realised that he would have to improve his qualifications and studied O-levels and then A-levels in Liverpool as appropriate courses weren’t available here. Further studies took him right on to becoming a Chartered Engineer in 1976/7. His rise from apprentice to Chief Executive is the stuff of dreams but achieved through hard work and talent!

Ashton got to know Peel well, digging up the streets and installing sub-stations in the 1980’s, involved with the ‘new’ power station and in the 1990’s getting to grips with updating the whole system. The race was on to ensure a constant, dependable supply for the burgeoning communications revolution. Televisions, high – fi’s, mobiles, home computing all expanding domestic needs. Coupled to E-gaming, on-line shopping and banking, a huge investment of knowledge, infrastucture and cash was vital.

In 1893, The Manx Electric Railway had to install their own generators, embodying an electric power company. As well as supplying the trams and their own premises, wires were tapped from the overhead wires to feed some of the properties bordering the line. In 1923, a power station was suggested at Pulrose and this was built between 1929 and 1933. Electricity was supplied to Peel and five other towns. 1949 – 55 saw a rural electrification scheme, including farms, funded by the government. A few remote locations are still without supply.

1950 – 51, ‘old’ Peel power station was built and in 1984, The MEA was born – one authority for the whole island. More recently, this has combined with the water authority as a utility company. Normally, we try to keep water and electricity apart!

I hesitate to quote all the figures Ashton gave us but 1 000 km of overhead cables on 11 000 wooden poles, some still in fine condition from the 1930’s was impressive as were 1.000 substations and 100km of sub-sea cable weighing 5cwt a metre – I hope I’ve got these mixed units correct!

Questions were invited during the talk as well as after refreshments. These were so lively and well informed that we went on later than usual so that I almost had to throw people out! Numbers of the audience were specialists in power generation and supply so we all benefited.

Interest was shown in the sample cables on display, particularly in fibre optics. The importance of our 2-way link with the UK is much appreciated as, whilst being a potential back-up for us, it also earns the island a useful profit. There was also interest in the 8% generated by our energy from waste plant and the 100 000 units generated by hydro-electric power. More is available from private, ‘green’ generation.

Our next event is the Christmas party and entertainment at Peel Golf Club at 7.30pm on Tuesday, 9^th December. Tickets are still available from Corrie Wooding on 843502. You don’t have to be a member to have a wonderful evening!

“Of such is the Kingdom of Heaven”, by Bill Quine

Many may wonder why I would choose such words in connection with a Remembrance service; but then, they would not have been privileged to be at the Peel War Memorial in the Cathedral grounds on Tuesday 11th November.

No politicians or commissioners paraded, no medals were worn, but one hundred and twenty of  Peel’s finest inhabitants stood in complete silence to honour their dead.

One of their number read the poem, “In Flanders’ Fields”, whilst another dipped and raised our national flag at the appropriate time. When a trumpeter played the last post, heads were bowed and such silence reigned that all one could hear was the incessant falling of rain, reminding us of conditions in Flanders fields one hundred years ago.

Once reveille was sounded, both flag and heads were raised and the assembled company filed forward to plant poppy crosses inscribed with the names of the city’s dead until they formed an eight foot by six foot cross, laying row on row  - our men, “Remembered and not forgotten.”

The small band of observers was invited to lay a cross as a personal tribute; it was fortuitous that it was raining as it disguised the tears running from many an eye!

Who were ‘Peel’s Finest’? – The children of Peel Clothworkers’ School – our city’s hope for the future – a true credit to our community.

Many thanks were received by Peel Heritage Trust for conceiving this memorial event and to Mrs Jackson (Headmistress) and all the Clothworkers’ staff for organising the logistics, to Arthur Christian (trumpeter), the Royal British Legion for providing the Manx crosses and the Dean and Chapter for making the grounds available. The Dean closed with a prayer for all children who have been and are still being killed and damaged by war.

The children left in an impressive silence.

“A Walk With ‘Dog’ in Nepal”, John ‘Dog’ Callister, 15.10.14. by John Slater

This month’s Peel Heritage trust meeting was unusual. We’re not so insular that we don’t occasionally stray to other parts of the Island but Nepal …! How did that come about?

John ‘Dog’ has spoken to us before, usually on things Manx, such as making bumbee cages and the like. However, we knew that he was much involved with the Pahar Trust which builds, staffs and runs schools for impoverished peoples in Nepal, often with the help of Ghurkas. Since 1993, over sixty schools have been established.

A former head of Kirk Michael School, Howard Green is much involved, to the extent that Kirk Michael is now officially twinned with Ghamrang, one of the areas served by the Pahar Trust. You’ll see the road signs as you enter the village. A similar sign has now been erected in Nepal! As we saw in one of the slides, this is in a far more precarious position than a Manx roadside!

John said that he was very honoured to open Ghamrang School in 2013. He had raised £9 000, half of the total cost, by selling copper bracelets made there and other Nepalese goods. This is truly remarkable. We invited John to bring some of his sales stock with him and there was a brisk trade in the interval.

It transpired that John had to struggle with a virus on his last visit but despite this, put a brave face on things and managed the walking, travel sickness and inability to eat for the two-week trip. However, we did see a shot of him tackling the local millet beer, so that must have sustained him. It says a great deal for the total commitment of John and his colleagues who accompanied him.

Travel seemed to be an excitement in itself. We particularly liked Yeti Airlines. Perhaps they might like to start operating direct flights to the Island. This might take our minds off the loss of UK destinations such as Luton and Blackpool! Most of the roads seemed to be precarious, earthen tracks covering everything in fine dust. Presumably these become even more exciting when turned to mud.

Surprisingly, there’s some hi-tech gear available, including rickshaws with electric motors and solar panels on the roof. These would soon be put out of action in Peel by our incontinent seagulls! John was surprised when one little girl he’d shown his smart phone to, flicked through the photo’s and then raced around other apps John didn’t even know he had. Clearly, children outsmart us adults, worldwide!

It’s no good opening schools if there are no teachers, so these have to be trained and resourced and the consumables for the schools provided. Unlike so many countries, girls and boys are educated equally and all look smart in neat uniforms. How they manage to keep shirts so white in such primitive surroundings is a testament to the commitment and determination of these charming people as much as those who work for the trust.

Particularly poignant was the school for the blind. We saw one boy, born without eyes and cast out by his family because they had no means to support him. With the help of boarding, he has become a star pupil and is on his way to a worthwhile career. This presentation must give our much more fortunate children pause for thought.

Everywhere the Manx party visited the welcome of food, music and dancing was overwhelming. The happiness of people of all ages, despite what we would regard as deprivation, was striking. A lesson for us all!

It is worth noting that 97% of all monies raised is applied to the schools. Labour costs are minimal as the locals provide the labour for free.

There were many questions in the second half of the meeting and a very thoughtful audience departing. Our thanks and good wishes to John and all his colleagues.

Our next meeting is at 7.30pm in the Centenary Centre on Wednesday the 19^th November. This is billed as, ‘an electrifying experience’. Ashton Lewis is going to be a luminary on electricity in the Island. This will spark some interest!

Do ring Corrie on 843502 if you’d like to come to the Christmas dinner on the 9^th December. It’s filling up nearly as fast as we will be on the night!

‘Carve Their Names With Pride’, Bill Quine 5.10.14, by John Slater

This event, led by Bill Quine, was Peel Heritage Trust’s contribution to the Open Doors week organised by Manx National Heritage. The invitation was ‘to take part in a conducted tour around Peel’s historic graveyard, with a focus upon First World War graves and notable Peel characters.’

Peel cemetery chapel is a delightful building in a lovely elevated setting. In a previous article I had invited people to take the opportunity of viewing this from a vertical position! This must have struck a chord as the chapel was full and many said that this was their first visit and that they had no idea that the building and graveyard was so beautiful. We have left a supply of guide booklets in the chapel and a more detailed booklet hangs in the entrance porch. You will find the route easy to follow.

Bill explained to us that War Graves Commission gravestones are of identical form, worldwide. If the top has a simple curve, the combatant was killed in action, if the top has shoulders, the combatant had died subsequently as a result of their injuries. Examples of both may be seen, as illustrated in the pamphlet. The most recent example is dated 31^st May 2007 in Helmand Province, Afghanistan. Will there be no end to the killing!

As we had hoped, in the course of the tour, visitors added information to supplement the brief notes on the leaflet. On occasion, this was poignant when relatives were encountered and memories and associations rose to the surface.

At the conclusion of the tour, well-earned applause broke out to recognise yet another fine event organised by Bill with the support of his wife, Mary. I then invited all those present to stand for a few moments silence followed by a brief prayer for the repose of the souls of all those who gave up their lives in order give us the freedom we value so much, today. We left just before scudding black clouds shed their rain.

Our next meeting will be at 7.30pm in the Centenary Centre on Wednesday the 15^th October. John ‘Dog’ Collister makes a welcome return with, ‘A Walk With ‘Dog’ in Nepal’. Thanks to the remarkable efforts of a fine team in Kirk Michael, continuing help is given to the hill people of Nepal. Do come and enjoy a fascinating evening as well as showing our recognition of their admirable work amongst fine people struggling in harsh circumstances.

‘Cycling Anecdotes – Dot Tilbury’, 17th September 2014, by John Slater

It was my great pleasure to open the September meeting of Peel Heritage Trust by presenting a cheque for £1 139 to two representatives of the Royal British Legion for the Poppy Appeal. This was the profit from our two performances, last month of The Green Fields of France. Our thanks to the very appreciative audiences and to our sponsors, listed on the special edition of a Peel City Guardian distributed on the two nights.

Welcoming Dot is always a great pleasure. The audience was poised and expectant for what we knew would be a great evening.  Dot began by talking about her childhood fitness regime walking up and down the hill to Marown School. This was often a twice daily event when coming home for lunch.  Not many problems with obese children in those healthy days!

Dot reminisced about the times she spent in Peel, as a child. She had friends on Marine Drive and would stay there to take in the delights of the cinema and the Marine Hall.

After leaving school, she eventually went to London to broaden her experience. She must have done this all right as she arranged to stay with some long lost aunties. All that was known about them was that they were dancers. It transpired that their costumes consisted of little more than strategically placed ostrich feathers. Maybe we could acquire these accessories from the Wildlife Park for Dot’s next visit!

However, a Christmas job in Harrod’s toy department was a good start. She sold some bikes to Cilla Black, a nudge towards her future fame. She then went to Peter Robinsons and was suddenly promoted to a supervisor when her boss hit the headlines of the News of the World as the 12 times a night man, whatever that meant! I think I heard that aright! My pen was a little surprised.

After five years, the Island called and Dot returned to work for the Post Office, under Mr Slack who was a keen cyclist. Thus encouraged, she got herself a sports bike for commuting and was urged to enter sprints and 10 mile time trials and started to do rather well. She was in the world of cycling!

In no time at all, she was involved in committee work, becoming Chairman of the IOM Cycling Association.

The building of the NSC in 1991 with a suitable cycle track prompted her to start a children’s cycling club. The first night they had fourteen children. This rapidly grew with novelty triathlons of one lap running, one cycling and one in fancy dress.

The following year saw thirty-nine children taken away for contests all over Britain.

Club nights started to see more than one hundred children with strong parental support. There were events for little ones still using stabilisers or pedal toys. Dot’s enthusiasm and love continues to sweep everyone along in a great tide of enthusiasm.

Suddenly, the names tripping from Dot’s tongue, girls and boys, we now know as international and world champions. We were shown photographs of a young Mark Cavendish on his BMX bike. With a more suitable bike, Dot took him to races for 11 and 12 year olds. She asked him how he thought he’d do and he said, “I’ll win!” and he nearly did! This confidence and drive took him to the very top as World Champion. It is perhaps to the whole phalanx of Manx cycling stars from Dot’s club that accounts for the fact that there are now 790 in the club.

Such is parental commitment that parents make huge sacrifices to support their children, even down-sizing their houses! The children’s success repays this. Apparently, in one major competition, there were prizes of six fine cycles. The Manxies won 5 of them!

Dot gave us the three most important things to succeed – 1 talent, 2 to know how to win and 3, the will to win. I guess that these qualities apply to success in life in general.

International newspapers such as the Times and Telegraph fall over themselves to find and wedge themselves into the Braaid Hall for training sessions together with world-wide T.V. coverage. The Braaid may well be the centre of the cycling universe. One thing is certain - Dot is the Queen of Cycling. Long may she reign!

Our next meeting is part of the Isle of Man Heritage Open Days on Sunday, 5^th October. Meet in or at Peel Cemetery chapel at 2.30pm for ‘Carve Their Names with Pride.’ This is a conducted tour of First World War and other notable graves. Leaflets with photographs, details and a plan are available to all. If the weather is severe, it will be postponed for one week. This will also give you a chance to view the chapel and beautifully set cemetery from the vertical position!

Wednesday the 15^th October will be in the Centenary Centre at 7.30pm for John ‘Dog’ Collister, A Walk with ‘Dog’ in Nepal. This will centre on the amazing work in Kirk Michael to help the hill people of Nepal. These events are very special so do join us.

The Green Fields of France, 8th & 9th August 2014, by John Slater

The Green Fields of France was billed as, ‘A Docu-Musical Tribute to Manx Soldiers of the Great War.’ This impressive work was conceived, written and produced by a former chairman of the trust, Bill Quine. It has to be one of the most ambitious projects undertaken by us and played to good houses on the 8^th and 9th of August.

When Bill first floated the idea, I was very supportive and hopeful during the succeeding eighteen months, that Bill, the cast, musicians and technicians at the Centenary Centre would be able to pull it off. This they did, well beyond any reasonable expectation. The local content, the large cast from elderly to young children, the content, the style and quality of presentation was moving and inspiring. This was particularly poignant when letters from the front to local people were read out. Sadly, many of the writers never returned or were seriously injured.

Members of the audience were greeted by a news paper boy handing out a ‘Special Great War Edition’ of the Peel City Guardian. This will become very collectable.

A narrator tied the various elements together. It began with a graveside and a small girl laying a poppy cross.  The vicar for Peel, in period uniform, recited, “They shall not grow old……” followed by a lone trumpeter sounding the last post followed by a minute’s silence. The narrator held up a soldier’s New Testament inscribed ‘Trust Jesus’ Sapper William Fox 2317’, followed by his favourite text.

War was declared on 4^th August 1914. Little did people realise that this bloody conflict would last for four years. 8 261 Manxmen went to fight, equating to 82.3% of all Manxmen of military age, the highest percentage of any country in the British Empire. Numerous horses were also commandeered.

Period songs, many war-related, were sung by soloists and the specially assembled choir. The audience joined in with the more familiar ones. All the music was in the hands of John Elliott – always much appreciated. Roy Kennaugh read poems in Manx dialect interspersed with instrumental items.

Suddenly, to cries of Gas! Gas!,  clouds of smoke rolled across the stage accompanied by the sounds of guns and shells screaming overhead, serving to illustrate the vicious cruelty of the enemy. This was contrasted by the name of the trench recreated on stage, titled Lhen. The sound of guns and shells were realistic.

The unofficial Christmas truce of 1914 was featured together with a decree from King George the Vth that this was not to be repeated. The fear was that if the two sides saw each other as humans and even fellow Christians, the will to fight might be sapped. At this point, our bagpiper moved from the back of the theatre to the front, playing, “Silent Night.” This had a dramatic effect. The final battle scene in 1918 with accompanying loss of life was very moving.

The last scene back at the graveside with the little girl, complete with poppy petals falling, was very moving.

It was appropriate that our narrator was James Mylchreest, grandson of the late Col. Brian Mylchreest, Colonel in Chief of the Manx Regiment.

I’ve tried to capture the atmosphere of this fine production. All the cast, too numerous to list here, performed with distinction. We are grateful to our sponsors listed in the Guardian and the unstinting efforts of the Peel Centenary Centre. All profits are being donated to the Poppy Appeal. A further event to mark the war’s centenary will be a conducted tour of war graves at Peel Cemetery at 2.30pm on Sunday, 5^th October. Meet in or at the cemetery chapel. Remembrance Day will be marked by a special event on the 11^th hour of the 11^th day of the 11^th month at the cathedral war memorial. This will include a large number of children.

In much lighter mood, our next meeting is at 7.30pm on Wednesday, the17th September in the Centenary Centre. Dot Tilbury, the undisputed Queen of Manx Cycling will be unleashed in a presentation entitled  ‘Cycling Anecdotes’. This will appeal to all her many fans, so come early!

‘One of Our Badgers is Missing’ Katie King, by John Slater

Captivating Katie had me captivated. She said that her parents had never heard this talk and that they would be in the audience. This fazed her not one jot and I was delighted to find that her father was a pupil in Ballakermeen when I was teaching there, shortly after the dawn of time!

Katie’s presentation was based upon Manx National Heritage’s archives featuring some of the more unusual Victorian and Edwardian tourist tales. This she did with charm, vivacity and piquancy. More of the latter later!

We were soon in a world where tourism transformed the Island from a quiet farming and fishing community to one of the liveliest places in the world. Some of the quotations used to attract visitors included, “There seemed to be a gentleness about it that made one feel as if one was in Paradise.” This still can be the case, thank goodness!

The climate was described as, “exceedingly salubrious. When Governor Loch took up his post, aged just 38 in 1863 he couldn’t believe that the Island wasn’t exploiting lovely beaches, scenery and sea bathing, made popular by Queen Victoria. Loch arranged for Port Skillion to be the first official bathing creek. Douglas Corporation insisted that this would be for men only and women had to swim at Port Jack!

The only access for passengers was by Steam Packet. The crossing in the early days could be anything from 12 – 24 hours. The worst was six days! Loch insisted on improved steamers and piers.  Even so, some crossings must have been a little lively as one writer records, “There was scarcely a person in the whole of steerage who was not ‘departing’ over the side.” By 1860, crossings were down to 6 hours with the record of about 2 ½ hours!

The government got a grip of this new tourist industry following the creation of ‘holidays’ for working people. The advertisements were very attractive, by top artists. Combined rail and sail tickets cost just 1p more than the rail fare! Just as many cross channel companies do now, fares are cheap but the on-board spend of thousands of passengers ensure profitability. Any chance of this happening again!

From 1870 onwards, posters featuring beautiful girls lured young men over in droves. This in turn fired up thousands of girls who were looking for freedom from their normally restrained lives with the prospect of a love for life. Not surprisingly, a large local industry of ladies who dispensed favours for a price, developed! Public houses and dance halls flourished.

Loch had slums cleared with housing on the edge of Douglas for those displaced and had fine hotels built. He also fired up the transport system, introducing the steam trains and electric trams we enjoy today. The horse trams took care of the ‘missing link’ from the station along the prom to Derby Castle. The whole island was transformed in both appearance and prosperity.

Pleasure gardens and the glens were developed. Glen Helen had a zoo, including the legendary badger named in the title of the talk. The police dealt with this poor animal when it escaped, by shooting it! Apparently they also gunned down a monkey from elsewhere. Our wallabies had better watch out for blue, flashing lights!

I can’t do justice to this sparkling talk in an article. We’ll get Katie back!

Saturday the 12^th and Sunday the 13^th July are Peel’s Secret Gardens from 1.00 – 5.00pm. Adult admission is by the glorious programme with original art works at just £2. Accompanied children are free. Programmes are available in Peel News Centre, Mitchell’s Newsagents, in the Market Square on open days, Greeba Plant Centre, Jurby Water Gardens, Felton’s Ironmongers, Ramsey, Kirk Michael Post Office, Shamyr Hey Tea Room, Peel, Ward Library Peel, Fairfield on Tynwald Day, The Welcome Centre in Douglas. Open gardens will also have a supply.

This bi-ennial event is a highlight. There are 16 gardens to enjoy, all clearly marked and a map in the brochure. 

Three Legs of Knockaloe, A Farming Dynasty - Pat Newton, 21.5.14, by John Slater

To mark Peel Heritage Trust’s 25^th year, we began the meeting with a celebratory draw. All paid up members were entered without charge and there was a numbered ticket for each. The first drawn out of the hat received £25.00 and there were four additional prizes of pairs of tickets for  ‘The Green Fields of France’ on the 8^th or 9^th August. Doubtless, we’ll have further celebrations but this surprise event got us off to a jolly good start.

‘The Green Fields of France’ is the brainchild of Bill Quine. It is a moving presentation centred on the First World War with appropriate music, costume and drama to mark this awful event. Tickets are now on sale at the usual outlets for the Peel Centenary Centre. Given the role that Knockaloe played in the wars, housing thousands of aliens, there is a powerful link with the subject of our speaker’s presentation.

Pat’s meticulously researched and prepared Powerpoint presentation about the farms Knockaloe Mooar and Knockaloe Beg, in separate treens but within the same succession of families had us in a spin! My pen all but caught fire, closely followed by my brain as person after person, success after success and tragedy after tragedy followed in rapid succession. Other farms on the island as well as in Cumbria were interwoven in a complex tapestry.

This remarkable history of the development of the farms, families involved and the agricultural advances made, often on an inadequate budget, cries out for a book.

The story seemed to begin in 1651 with the Radcliffe family. In no time, progress was hindered by disputed wills. This seems to have been a recurring theme - something we’re often reminded about by solicitors advertising on Manx Radio!

It was about 1751 when Bishop Wilson leaped onto the scene. He wanted financial help to build Patrick church. One of the Radcliffe family became vicar and then Vicar General. In 1787 the last of the Radcliffes died.

Parrs of Peel brewery suddenly became involved in 1792. To general distress, the whole brewery was washed out to sea in a storm. Once again, we’re reminded that extreme weather is not unusual.

Other farms and families came onto the scene by one way or another – Quirks of Ballavarghar (Ballavar), Chadwicks, Christians of Scarlett, the Taubman’s of the Nunnery estate which included Nunnery Howe, Wallberry and Upper Howe, all regarded as ‘model’ farms because of their updated form of agricultural management.

Knockaloe had grown to a sufficient acreage to justify its own steam - threshing mill. These were eventually rendered obsolete by mobile, steam threshing teams going from farm to farm. The old chimney survives.

As fortunes changed, properties had to be sold off. Interestingly, Pat has just been contacted by a Quirk from New South Wales, a possible relative of the late Barton  Quirk and others already mentioned.

In the mid 19^th c. Corrin appears to run the farm. He was principally a net manufacturer with fishing boats. He is, I think, remembered by Corrin’s Tower.

In 1903, Army Volunteers arrived for training. Who, at that time, would have envisaged the Hell of carnage of two world wars and the part this land would play in housing aliens on both occasions.

Somehow, the imaginative and experimental approach to farming has lived on, despite all the trials and tribulations. Even horse and other agricultural shows have survived family dramas and world crises!

Our next meeting is on Wednesday, 18^th June at 7.30pm in the Centenary Centre. It has the intriguing title, ‘One of Our Badgers is Missing’. Katie King of MNH will explore this and other stories from the heyday of Manx Tourism.

Viking Women in the Isle of Man, Dr Fenella Bazin, 16.4.14, by John Slater

Can any evening be that good? Well, this one was! For a long while we’ve struggled with various combinations of computers, projectors, sound and lighting. The technical staff at the Centenary Centre has been very supportive but at times, other commitments have prevented them from helping. They’ve kindly offered to train up some of our members. To my delight, three excellent members volunteered. Our thanks to all concerned plus a big sigh of relief!

I also asked for a volunteer for a new editor for our newsletter. Once again, a splendid volunteer appeared without hesitation. Two wonderful events in one evening! Not satisfied with this, a third followed. An exceedingly good presentation by Dr Fenella Bazin on the role of Viking Women in the Isle of Man made us why we’ve waited sixteen years since her last visit. This was in the old banqueting hall of the Creg Malin. That jogged some memories!

My light-hearted introduction asked if it was true that Viking warriors bowed before their wives so that they could wind wool on the horns of their helmets! This tied in with Sam’s poster depicting the Pagan Lady’s necklace, discovered in the 1982 Peel Castle Dig, hanging on the horns of a helmet. Interestingly, Fenella was wearing a copy of this necklace, (she said it was only a copy!)

Fenella said that her interest in the Vikings was prompted by a poster of Norway on her bedroom wall. The 1982 Peel 3-week teaching dig in Peel cathedral with its spectacular finds of a Viking silver hoard and the foundations of a palace sealed her future.

When a stone lid was raised from a grave, a woman’s skeleton was found with a number of exciting artefacts. The British Museum sent a conservator the next day to empty what became known as the Pagan Lady’s tomb. Lots of domestic items included a roasting spit and shears. The most famous item is her necklace. Some of the glass beads were identified as using re-cycled Roman glass. Around the lady’s waist was a knife in a case and a comb.

Who was this lady – a Viking or a Celt? She was wearing Celtic dress, buried in a Christian cemetery with Viking grave goods.

Viking husbands clearly thought very highly of their wives. If they pre-deceased them, elaborate crosses might be erected in their memory. Some have shown a woman riding a horse side-saddle, some with hunting scenes, a goat, a boar and even a family cat. A good mouser was highly prized, as today!

The wife’s responsibilities were massive, especially with a husband away on hunting, fishing or battle trips. Many were left widowed and had to know how to manage a household of up to seventy people, including extended members, servants and slaves. They all had to be fed and clothed, of course. The latter was all hands to the primitive looms and other fabric tasks. It was too slow and laborious to meet the family’s needs so even the warriors would lend a hand when home!

Women were encouraged to be thinking and decisive. Much of the decision- making was laid upon their shoulders. If there was no son, the eldest daughter would inherit. Although her first husband was chosen for her, if she was widowed, she could choose subsequent ones.

All women had to be knowledgeable of Viking history and the gods so that this could be passed to subsequent generations. Viking women were a force to be reckoned with!

The very large audience kept Fenella plied with questions after the interval so that it was hard to close the meeting. We can’t wait another sixteen years!

Next meeting, 7.30 pm Wednesday 21^st May, in the Centenary Centre when Pat Newton will be presenting, ‘Three Legs of  Knockaloe, a Farming Dynasty.’

Traditional Buildings of Man…Andrew Johnson MNH

I know that Andy Johnson, of Manx National Heritage, is an incredibly popular speaker and that traditional Manx buildings are very much in the hearts of our members but to watch over eighty flood into the Centenary Centre theatre was a joy. If only our political masters, local and national cared as much!

Andy began by reminding us that virtually none of our old buildings are protected. He requested members and friends to feed in information and local history of Peel and its buildings into the ‘Traditional Buildings of Man Project’ at  www.tbm.im

The illustrations on screen were very emotive.  Under ‘Buildings Already Lost’ was Ronaldsway Farm, the home of Illiam Dhone. This prompted many others to be named from the audience.

‘Buildings Already Going’ included many thatched buildings, a particular interest of Andy’s.

We then saw Awyn Beg, Surby, with its complex development interest using simple materials such as thatch, elevated roof, later asbestos tiles, render and then the two dwellings combined into one. The building is still in place but much changed. The audience was very interested in the ways that a building’s history can be’ read’ with a little practice.

Knock Rushen, a gentrified quarterland farmhouse, including its outbuildings was much admired. We noticed the developments over time from the 18thC. Onwards.

Cummal Beg, Smeale showed early pictures of a simple, single storied cottage developing with an extra storey and various extensions making use of bricks from local brickworks, now gone.

There was much interest in a wicker chimney flue in Bride. These were covered with wattle and daub, making them fire resistant. There are several surviving examples. They were cheap to build and popular when stone was in short supply. Available materials included beach pebbles, turves, mud, thatch, cob and corrugated iron. The latter has been around long enough to be thought of as ‘traditional’!

‘Unsuspected Significance’. The 15^th C. Friary, Ballabeg, is a good example. What, at first seems to be a barn, is seen to be of massive, national, historic significance. This former Franciscan Chapel has survived by the skin of its teeth. What now for this building, illustrating, as it does, such an important part of the Island’s development?

Next up was Ballapaddag with its complex extensions and excellent, internal woodwork. Then, to Ballavargher with its slate-hung façade and a fine range of outbuildings. Craig, Andreas illustrated developmental growth between the 18^th – 20^th centuries. It was the home of father and son MHKs Robert and Robert Sayle Corlett.

‘Industrial Architecture’. This includes a whole range of activities – mills, mines, railways, weaving sheds, net and sail lofts. All too late, the value of these structures are being appreciated for their intrinsic qualities and record of our history and development. Smeale’s smithy has been lost but that at St Marks is to be protected.

We looked at fishermens’ cottages at Port St Mary, Poyll Vaish (Pool of death!), Garwick, Port Mooar all enjoying good access to the sea. Examples of weavers’ sheds were seen at Surby and Ballafesson. One has only to half- close one’s eyes to see them as hives of activity. What a joy it is to visit places where weaving has been re-introduced to good effect.

Andy reminded us of the MNH National Monuments Record. He said that it contained c. 5 000 archaeological records and a goodly number of industrial sites but had very few buildings on record. If you can help with this work, please contact MNH.

The audience sprang to life when ‘Traditional Buildings of Peel’ hit the screen. We saw very early 18^th c buildings at 27 – 29 Douglas Street, now gone and Callister’s House, the oldest in Peel, once in Douglas Street, smashed down in 1949.

Orry Lane is of great interest. Formerly known as Custom House Lane, it extended across to Gawne’s Court. This yard was behind a coaching inn owned by the Gawnes of Kentraugh and then became the School of Navigation.

Castle Street with its fine 18^th c. merchants’ houses is still of great interest. Deemsters and other wealthy people lived there, all profiting, no doubt, from the ‘running trade’ as smuggling was referred to!

Strand Street, Bridge Street, Factory Lane were all admired, including their once-common cowsheds. This was pre- readily obtainable milk from dairies.

Warehouses and the huge salt house, demolished in 1952 were examined with great interest before we moved on to public buildings with ‘classical pretensions’ such as chapels and courthouses. Hotels, villas and Victorian terraces all invited closer inspection.

The discussion after refreshments was led by expressions of anger at the mindless loss of so many important buildings in our story. The Majestic Hotel, Onchan, Baillie Scott’s first large work and of international importance, recently flattened for modern apartments. Even his own home, designed and built for himself and family, The Red House, is suffering structural alterations internally and externally. The member who raised this asked what was the point of registering buildings of this quality to see the ‘protection’ so readily tossed aside to the nation’s loss.

This meeting was hailed as a masterly presentation and was inspirational. Would that any of rulers were listening!

Our next meeting is on Wednesday, 16^th April at 7.30pmin the Centenary Centre, when Dr Fenella Bazin speaks on Viking Women in the Isle of Man.

25th A.G.M.

25th A.G.M. …..19.2.14…..John Slater

The 25th AGM of the trust will be unforgettable in so many ways! To be celebrating a quarter of a century together was remarkable in itself. To help mark the occasion, Dr Patricia Tutt opened the evening with a power point presentation of her remarkable new book, An Introduction to the Architecture of the Isle of Man. Colour photographs of both interiors and exteriors of a whole range of Manx buildings plus impressively researched text is an absolute ‘must have’. It skilfully meets the needs of an academic, the interested enthusiast as well as gracing any coffee table. Available in bookshops now!

Not for the first time, we were treated to a technological battle royal between computer, projector and anxious speaker. Luckily, I had plenty of material for the large audience, particularly an overview of the new programme. We owe a great debt to all our speakers over so many wonderful years. Our grateful thanks to them all!

With the help of Mike O’Neill, the Centenary Centre’s resident genius, the screen was filled with an absorbing procession of fine buildings, gardens and grounds. Many are only glimpsed through trees or seen briefly from the air. If only the public might have the opportunity of enjoying them from time to time. Houses such as Milntown and the Grove are so enjoyed.  Pat’s book helps to show us what we are missing, particularly when you see the quality of some of the interiors.

We began with Balladoole, Arbory. This gorgeous house had been gifted to the family by Lady Derby, along with the Calf of Man. That’s what I call a gift! A granary, dated 1800 had been used as a school at one time. Then on to Scarlett House with an interesting outbuilding dated 1717 graced with built in hens’ nest boxes. We saw a flax  retting pond close to the house. Flax was once an important Manx crop.

Kirby at Braddan showed the marked separation of ‘upstairs, downstairs.’ The servants’ approach lane is sunken between banks so that the family and guests are spared looking at them! 

Next on our tour was Kentraugh, Rushen. We admired the interiors with wonderful plasterwork and a magnificent music room with a vaulted, gothic ceiling. Milntown can easily be visited so do take that opportunity. Next, to Crogga, my own favourite setting. Lovely woodland and bluebells enhanced by not just one but two steam railways, one private, a lake and boating as well. Heaven!

Apparently, Braddan has suffered over time so straight on to Glen Mooar at St Johns c. 1820. The hall and corridor has superb Minton tiles normally protected by a carpet but illustrated in the book.

Government House, Onchan, the Nunnery, 1823 and Lorne House, Castletown were all admired when came the second unforgettable event. A member of the audience rose to their feet, tripped on the stepped aisle, fell, was partially caught and then lay silent on the floor. Two of our medical members tended to them, we dialled 999, a paramedic arrived in moments followed by the ambulance. The speed of response and level of care was fantastic. Luckily, the patient came-to in the theatre, otherwise I had a clergy member on hand should he be needed. To my relief, the patient rang me next morning – a viral attack!

I had to cut Pat short, so please come back another time!

With a bit of quick thinking, we diverted the audience to refreshments and then into the Atholl Room, fortunately empty, to set up for an instant AGM. Well over fifty members took part in a splendid meeting reviewing the highly successful year and setting course for another. 

Future events:  Saturday, 15th March, 2.00 pm at the Manx Museum – a tour of the 1st World War exhibition by Matthew Richardson, himself. This is a privilege not to be missed. Then, the 19th March, 7.30 pm in the Centenary Centre - Andrew Johnson with an illustrated talk, Traditional Buildings of Man. Non - members are always welcome.

Christmas Party and Film Night

Two articles for the price of one – our own January sale!

Before Christmas becomes a distant memory, I must record the splendid party we had at Peel Golf Club in December. The food and company was exceedingly good as were the usual raffle and quiz.

We were very fortunate in being able to book the outstanding group, The Cronk Illiam Scratchers – yes, Manx for Hill Billies! Having heard and enjoyed their humorous renditions before, I had no doubts about the treat in store. They even played my favourites, ‘They’re burning down the house that I grew up in’ and the mildly risqué, ‘The Hermit’. Our warmest thanks go to them for terrific entertainment and to all who contributed to a great celebration.

Our January meeting filled the Centenary Centre theatre. We had a special screening of Hall Caine’s most famous novel, ‘The Manxman’. I believe that this was Hitchcock’s last silent film. Bill Quine had made all the arrangements and gave us a most useful introduction. It was largely filmed in Polperro, Cornwall. Bill thought that this was that Hall Caine interfered so much in the filming that Hitchcock upped sticks. However, there were shots at Niarbyl and possibly in the woods near Raby. The late Barton Quirk had told Bill, in a recorded interview, that he remembered the occasion and the excitement of watching the filming.

The film was shot in black and white and clearly sub-titled. The exaggerated facial expressions and movements all added to the experience of a gripping story well told. It was a real tear- jerker. Copies of the book aren’t too hard to come by, so I won’t reveal the plot. If you do get a chance to watch the dvd, seize the opportunity.

Our next meeting is on Wednesday 19^th February 7.30 pm in the Centenary Centre. For technical reasons, the programme has been changed. Pat Tutt will be giving us an illustrated talk on her superb book, An Introduction to the Architecture of the Isle of Man. She will emphasise buildings in Peel so this will be very special. I’m hoping that copies will be available then you can get yours signed.

Following refreshments, we will hold our AGM. This is always lively with the formal part dealt with promptly to leave plenty of time for discussion and suggestions for the new programme. There are a couple of people retiring by rotation so do come with suggestions for the committee. A proposer and seconder is required and do make sure that the person you have in mind is prepared to stand. We can co-opt non-voting members for particular tasks so if you would like to help, don’t be shy! We’re looking for an editor for our newsletter, so do let us know if this is something you would enjoy.

This is going to be a wonderful, popular evening, so do come in good time.

Remembrance Travels - Cannell CBE

Ian’s talk this time, focused on war graves, world - wide. Passports at the ready, we set off on a series of remarkable journeys and experiences, many to countries many of us would find difficult to place on a map.

The emphasis, Ian stressed, was not on wallowing in sadness but on the uplifting experiences of those taking part in the regular tours organised by the travel arm of the R.B.L. in conjunction with Newmarket Travel. This enabled war widows, widowers, family members, friends, school groups or other interested members of the public to visit war graves safely and smoothly with experienced guides.

In 1914, a Red Cross worker realised that rough wooden crosses for graves was too impermanent. A graves registration group was established with plots of land donated by the country where the fallen lay, to be maintained in perpetuity by the British government. These incredible cemeteries were even planted out with plants typical of British gardens. All gravestones are of identical size and pattern, regardless of rank or status. All are equal in death. Cemeteries range in size from three or four to thousands. Every cemetery has a large cross of sacrifice with a bronze sword of St George, the patron saint of the fighters. A large stone of remembrance is always present and may be used as an altar for services.

The Commonwealth War Graves Commission commemorates 1 700 000 dead from the two world wars in 153 countries. You can trace these individuals via www.CWGC.org   The site is of great interest and value, not just for tracing family members and friends killed but for information associated with these terrible events. Additionally, many of thousands who were killed are in civilian cemeteries worldwide.

Artefacts still come to light. Battlefields s yield bones, uniform fragments, weapons and personal belongings of the fallen. Appropriate finds may be displayed in museums. Sometimes, it is possible to identify individuals and this can be of some comfort to those who still remember people lost in action.

Different countries commemorate their fallen in different ways. America tends to repatriate their fallen to Arlington Cemetery. The Russians have a valley with a huge statue of a soldier at one end and at the other, a mother carrying a child. This represents Mother Russia weeping over the millions who were killed.

In Britain, the government will still pay for a war widow to visit the grave of their husband on one occasion.

Ian spoke of visits he has made all over the globe. Always, the graves are cared for, respected and appreciated by families. Would you not think that these would act as a deterrent to further killing? Nothing seems to deter slaughter on an industrial scale. Good will triumph over evil but why so long, Oh Lord?

The next meeting is our party at the Golf Club on 10^th December. Fine food and the incredible Cronk Illiam Scratchers will entertain. Ring Corrie on 843502.

Hall Caine, Internment and the Woman of Knockaloe, Pat Skillicorn 16.10.13

Pat began her illustrated talk by sketching in something of the history of Hall Caine, the eminent Victorian novelist forever associated with the Isle of Man and his home, Greeba Castle. She expressed a feeling of nervousness at seeing Ula Corkill, an authority on Hall Caine and Frances Coakley, expert in Manx heritage both in the audience. Of course, she had nothing to fear. Her scholarly research in so many areas and previous talks to the trust make her an established figure and an accomplished speaker.

Sir Thomas Henry Hall Caine CH, KBE to give him his full title was born in Cheshire. His father, born in Ramsey left the Island, as so many have, in search of work and found employment as a fitter in Liverpool docks. Hall Caine, as he preferred to be known, was educated at a British National School in Liverpool until he was fourteen. They must have given him a splendid education in English as he excelled as a writer. However, he started work in Liverpool with an architect and then became an architect/surveyor. He was set on a literary career and his determination paid off.

Most people, one way or another, can access the inter net. Wikipaedia sets out Hall Caine’s biography in a clear but mind-boggling way. His contacts with great authors and other eminent figures seemed to explode in no time. Do have a look.

Caine’s first novel, The Deemster, was a success. He frequently visited the Island and this seems to have been a great influence on his life and writing. He came to live in Greeba Castle and such was his fame from his published works and friendships with Victorian greats such as Rosetti, crowds would gather outside his home in the hopes of seeing him.

Pat’s attention was drawn to the novel, Woman of Knockaloe that Hall Caine said came to him in a dream. It centres on the love that developed between a Manx girl called Mona and a German Knockaloe internee. The development of the romance, the way it affected people still seething with hatred of the Germans for the war and how true love overcame people’s feelings is a remarkable tale. It was seen as an allegory for the necessity of re-establishing good relations between different nations. This was a huge success and was made into a silent film. We were lucky enough to view a clip. Of course, when the book was written and the film made, there was no suggestion that the Germans would launch a second world war with all its accompanying horrors.

On much the same theme, our next meeting at 7.30 on Wednesday, 20^th November in the Centenary Centre features Ian Cannell CBE speaking on Remembrance Travels – remembrance with an international dimension. Tickets for the Christmas Party at the Golf Club will be on sale. A wonderful band is included. To be on the safe side, ring Corrie Wooding on 843502.

Manx Victorian Inventors………Bob Stimpson………19.6.13

What an intriguing title. How many of us could name even one Manx Victorian inventor? Bob began his illustrated talk with views of the Royal Society of Arts building in John Adam Street, London. The RSA was founded in 1754 with the aim of encouraging developments in arts, manufacturing and sciences. Members are elected as leaders in their fields of study and mark accomplishment. It plays a major part in education through study and examination. A number of Manxmen have received awards and certificates. The earliest mentioned is George Quayle of Castletown in 1793. He’d invented a control device to balance water flow onto water wheels. These were a major source of power and regulating them automatically was a huge advantage and widely adopted. Examples are still in use.

George’s influence after many persuasive letters enabled the Isle of Man to be accepted as part of the R.S.A. Another George Qualyle invention was a machine that could weave fishing nets at a rate of 100yds per day. Compare that to hand weaving. Lack of finance sank hundreds of potentially useful inventions. Nothing changes – so much potential lost for want of an informed, enthusiastic banking system! We next looked at Mark Cosnahan, 1784 – 1859, a navigator between Liverpool and Jamaica. He invented methods for storing and rigging sails more easily and invented a design to improve the efficiency of paddles on steamers and an on-board still, no, not for alcohol but to obtain freshwater from seawater. Similar devices are still used.

In 1828, William Kennish was awarded an R.S.A. gold medal for inventing a device that focused a broadside from the guns on a small part of an enemy ship, concentrating the damage. Amazingly, this device achieved a similar degree of accuracy to a modern gun turret. Kennish also surveyed a lock-free route for the Panama Canal, in 1855. He designed a hydraulic (water) motor to drive mills. These were widely used in sawmills and even suggested for blowing organs. Does anyone know of any example of this? Given the plentitude of running water, these days and the rising cost of fuels, we ought to look at this again.

We romped along with Robinson’s sliding appliance – a third leg that visitors could attach to have their photographs taken in the Isle of Man and more usefully, Jonathan Kermode of Peel’s invention of an oil burner for ship’s boilers. This was the start of oil-fired marine boilers and he went on to work with Parson’s turbines. How I wish I could mention dozens more!

After refreshments we had a fantastic question and answer session discovering that Bob had thirty odd patents, himself! Next event is a walking treasure hunt. Start at Creg Malin car park 6.15 pm Friday 28th June and afterwards to ‘Mylvoirrey’ by golf course entrance for a BBQ at 7.30pm. Ring Trish Teare 843480 or Corrie Wooding 843502 for a ticket. Thanks to Norman and Trish Teare for their hospitality.

Manx Dialect, Roy Kennaugh, 20.3.13

This evening was a delight. It was a great pleasure to welcome Roy Kennaugh of Kirk Michael Heritage Trust as our speaker and to have one of our largest gatherings to enjoy an excellent power point presentation on Manx Dialect.

Roy suggested that dialect comes second to the Manx language, itself but it serves a very useful purpose in keeping some of the language alive and in common usage.

How did the language develop? The first settlers were Celts with Irish Gaelic. Roy pointed out that Manx Gaelic is similar to both Irish and Scottish Gaelic with a level of understanding between speakers of these variations.

There was a steady decline in Manx speakers in the 19^th century. English became the dominant tongue but with the Manx variations we know as dialect.

Dialect was defined as ‘a regionally and socially defined variety of a language which differs in vocal tone, pronunciation and grammar. One example was, ‘Ther’s a fine car at him!’ (He’s got a nice car!)

A 1960’s survey in Andreas and Ronague showed that Manx dialect was influenced by  N and NW Midland dialect plus Manx Gaelic. This survey expressed a concern that Manx Gaelic would die, closely followed by Manx dialect. Thanks to vigorous action by a few, including the establishment of a Manx –speaking school, neither concern is now true. A nation that loses its language loses its identity. We certainly ran it close – Traa dy Liooar (Time enough) very nearly wasn’t!

A lot of investigation into Manx Gaelic and dialect had been conducted in Cronk y Voddey. This was chosen as a relatively stable farming community. Roy was one of the researchers and was able to speak of his findings. The age range of 40 speakers ranged from 8 to 89 years. The nucleus of the network of speakers was community events such as the famous ploughing match.

Roy then entered into a more detailed examination of the structure of Manx dialect. Examples included the loss of g in ing, (runnin’), loss of t in words, firs(t), devoicing of z to sound like an s, loss of middle consonants – li’l for little and so on.

We were then treated to Win’ Collister reciting, ‘Goin’ to Tynwald’ in dialect. This was treated to terrific applause.

Roy moved on to some of the conclusions of his study. No great surprises in that older people knew more Manx, (probably less true now that so many children are learning and being taught in Manx.) People with a strong sense of national identity used more Manx and males knew more words than women.

Some of the vocabulary such as long tail came from elsewhere, in this case, seafarers. The audience joined in a kind of quiz, trading words and meanings such as cushag, bonnag and lesser known ones. This was a lot of fun and was very animated.

Whilst we had refreshments, we watched a dialect play from Kirk Michael. This was a good exemplar of the use of dialect in conversation.

We built up a large vocabulary between us with Roy jotting down one’s he’d missed. A great evening!

AGM Enhanced by Frances Coakley: Manx Mapping

Who would have thought that an AGM could be so pleasurable? We take a chance in having the speaker in the first half, running the risk of losing the audience for the business part. However, as a Blue Badge Guide would say, ‘we’ve never lost anyone yet!’ 

Frances Coakley opened the first half with a fascinating, illustrated talk on Manx maps and mapping .She began by explaining the difference between a diagrammatic representation and plan, which is a scale drawing.

The first known temple plan dates from 2200BC – the first atlas from 1570 AD.

We went on a historical romp from the first use of moveable type and wood engravings to satellite mapping. A map by Lloyd in 1573 showed the Island for the first time. Saxton, in 1583, was a great Tudor mapmaker and he was given authority to climb any towers he chose to help map the surroundings. Mercator, in 1595, copied Saxton’s work.

Frances explained with the aid of a diagram, the principle of triangulation for fixing points and judging distances. This was introduced in 1533.

The Speed map of the Island, in 1610, was a bit more accurate but navigators would not have wanted to rely on the coastline or land features that might help as navigational marks. No wonder so many ships were lost.

Jumping forward, Capt Collins tried to remedy this, in 1693. Of local interest, Fannin who was on Capt Cooke’s voyage, also produced some accurate work and was involved in the Peel School of Navigation. 

The Corris map of 1784 was pretty accurate and is useful to make comparisons with the present town. It wasn’t until 1833 that a road map was produced. This indicates very limited movement for most people.

Tithe maps were more accurate as landowners’ taxes were calculated from them. Surprisingly, it wasn’t until 1846 that Admiralty maps showed water depths and safe harbours. The Ordnance Survey maps with their noted accuracy came in 1866. Many maps can be seen in the Manx Museum.

A quick cuppa and on to the AGM! The present committee continues unblemished. As chairman, Tim Crookall, MHK was unable to be present it was my pleasure to present Dave Maclean, one of the Centenary Centre’s directors, with a cheque for £3000 from the Trust towards the re-roofing of the Atholl Room. This was received with much joy.

I read a speech from Tim, adding a few bits of my own about the events we had enjoyed through the year and whetting appetites with projected meetings and visits. These represent great value even at the new rate of £8 single and £10 family membership, newsletters included.

The proposal from last year, to add ‘the Island’s heritage and its history.’ to our formerly parochial aim was overwhelmingly approved. I’ll add more detail about the AGM another time.

Next meeting is Wednesday 20th March, 7.30pm in the Centenary Centre – ‘Manx Dialect’ with Roy Kennaugh. This will be a  real treat.

John Slater

From Ballaugh to Ballamona and Back…Sarah Christian

Many of us had read Sarah’s recent, delightful book on Glen Dhoo. This gave us a good starting point and is highly recommended.

Opening her talk by describing genealogical research as a personal journey through other people’s lives really grabbed our attention. Any thoughts of research being dull or simply a dry, academic exercise were instantly dispelled.

Sarah said that her interest was awakened by the Head of Kirk Michael School and then further encouraged in 1979 by Bob Forster, the first Head of QE2 when she was in the initial intake. It’s very cheering to us ‘old’ teachers to find that we sparked an interest in pupils that has enhanced their lives. It is a long- term investment, of course and one seldom knows which seeds grow and enrich.

Moving from a developing interest in feminism, Sarah recounted with commendable frankness, a spell in Ard Aalin with depression. She praised the staff and successful treatment that has led her to develop a career in mental health. Apparently, one in four of us will encounter mental health problems at some time in our lives so the better informed and more caring we become, the better.

There is no causal link between mental health and feminism but Sarah’s reasons for opening these two themes became clear as her talk progressed. Her own capacity for work, raising a family whilst successfully studying at the I.O.M. College to secure a BSc (Hons.) in Public Health is a testimony to this remarkable speaker.

A founder member of Ballaugh Heritage Trust, Sarah began research on Glen Dhoo in 1975, partly because of family connections. She explained how she used the Internet, MNH library, the Registry, Manchester Central library and Ballaugh records. She found that she had a relative who was put into Ballamona Hospital because he suffered from epilepsy. This is treatable, now but is still little understood.

Sarah’s feminist interest was partly aroused by the number of women admitted to the mental hospital as, ‘deviant women.’ This term might be applied if they were regarded as drinking too much or were sexually active outside marriage. This process didn’t seem to apply to men, hence feminism.

The way women were used and abused was noted. The military in the Boer War and more recently were so concerned about troops being weakened by syphilis that they organised a supply of ‘clean’ women. History is slow to acknowledge this double standard. 

The study of Glen Dhoo demonstrated problems of in-breeding. Apparently, young couples were expected to court within sight of their future in-laws’ chimney smoke, limiting the genetic pool. This accounted for the small number of family names. Not all were adversely affected of course, nor was the problem limited to this small, isolated community. Do read Sarah’s book to learn more.

Our AGM is on Wednesday, 20th February, 7.30pm in the Centenary Centre. This will be preceded by Frances Coakley talking on Manx mapping. Both are unmissable!

Desperately Seeking Thomas, by Valerie Cottle

In memory of Thomas aged 11years and 3 months and James 1 year and 10 months, sons of Thomas and Mary Cubbin, they were drowned in each other’s arms in the surf on the coast of Madagascar, on the 26^th March1868, after enduring very great privation and sufferings 11 days in a small open boat, through the foundering of the ship Serica, after an awful hurricane in the Indian Sea.  “Teach me to live that I may dread the grave as little as my bed.”

Thus reads the plaque in Braddan Old Church that aroused the author, Valerie Cottle, to research the background and details of what turned out to be a fascinating journey for her as well as readers of her outstanding book, Thomas Cubbin, Master Mariner and the Wreck of the Serica.

Valerie’s talk was absorbing, combining as it did, a remarkable tale and the research methods that gradually and patiently unfolded the facts. Clearly, despite her familiarity with this absorbing tale, she was still moved by the human story she had uncovered.

Apparently, Thomas Cubbin had written an account of the disaster but MNH couldn’t find their copy. Valerie then discovered a reprint on the Internet, three years ago and bought it. The title is something like, Wreck of the Senica, the Wonderful Adventures of a Manxman. This, of course, was a wonderful primary source.

Thomas and Mary with a rather motley crew sailed from Birkenhead in December 1867 together with two of their children, leaving the rest behind on the Island, we know not with whom. They were 12, 4 and 3 years old!

 The ship had been built in Canada and sailed with a cargo of timber, all for sale. Thomas owned this ship and was a qualified master. She hit one of the worst hurricanes in recorded history. Captain and crew took to a small boat to head for the nearest shore, Mauritius but wind and tide were against them and they sailed to Madagascar. The boat capsized in giant breakers with the loss of their children. However, they’d had another baby before returning to Rose Hill, Braddan!

One young man of the crew was of interest. He had sailed on Brunel’s Great Eastern laying the first trans-Atlantic cable. Some other members of the crew sounded less than ideal.

Merchant Navy records were accessed, as was the Public Records Office in Kew. Apparently, as well as providing several forms of identity, you have to read the regulations and then score 100% on a test before being admitted! Even then, Valerie found that 70% of the records she needed had been transferred to a specialist department in the University of Newfoundland. They came up trumps and pieces of the jigsaw fell into place.

This book makes a fine Christmas present but read it yourself, first!

The Christmas Party is 7.30pm, 11^th December at Peel Golf Club. Excellent dinner plus entertainment. Tickets from Corrie Wooding, 843502. Ring now. All welcome!

Jinny the Witch…….Hampton Creer

There was an excellent audience in the Methodist Chapel, including a goodly number of ‘new faces’. This is always cheering in a heritage organisation where many of us are heading for heritage, ourselves!

Hampton Creer told us that he had become very interested in Manx witches because his ancestors, the Hamptons of Ballabunt, had been defence witnesses at the trial of Joney ( Jinny) Lowney (Lewney) in 1716 who was accused of being a witch. She had been tried, earlier, in 1715 and sentenced to reform but her second trial, the following year in front of Bishop Wilson, took place over four months. There were many prosecution witnesses.

Beliefs in witchcraft and the like were commonplace in the 16^th, 17^th and 18^th centuries. Much of it was the result of people jumping to conclusions, (not the correct ones in these cases) and for many thousands in mainland Britain, a horrible death was the harsh punishment. Most of the accused were poor, vagrant women and not witches.

The terrible scenes of a woman and her son burned alive at the stake in Castletown were not repeated in Joney’s case but she was found guilty. Her punishment was to wear a white robe and go to each parish and publicly repent.

Witchcraft is not dead, of course. Indeed, I believe that our present Vicar General is also Witchfinder General so do accord her appropriate respect.

Hampton went on to describe the Manx tradition of decorating turnips and going around singing about Jinny in our hop tu naa songs. It is well worthwhile looking up Jinny the Witch in Google, Wikipedia. There are several versions of the song or chant, one being rather rude!

Jinny lived in Braddan and was tried at Bishop’s Court on both occasions. Her greatest ‘crime’ was stopping the Ballaughton Corn Mill. She was sentenced for the first ‘offence’ to 14 days imprisonment, fined £3 and made to stand at all the four market crosses, dressed in sackcloth.

We have to remember that this was before universal education and superstition was an attempt at interpreting events, seeking to find a link between cause and effect. Accusing people of witchcraft was often a fail-safe way of getting rid of them for your own reasons!

When children arrive at your door on the 31^st October singing one version or another of hop tu naa, you might ask them what they know about this poor woman!

Thank you Hampton and the Methodist Church for providing the refreshments and the warm welcome.

Our next meeting is back in the Centenary Centre on Wednesday, 21^st November at 7.30pm. Val Cottle will be ‘Desperately Seeking Thomas’.