Monthly Archives: August 2018

Mary The Munitionette


Studio Postcard of Unknown Woman : The only clue to the identity of this woman is a dedication on the reverse, “From Mary”. The uniform she is wearing suggests that she was a munitions worker in World War I – one of the almost 1,000,000 women who went into the factories of Britain to make arms and armaments. Such brave women were known as “munitionettes”


Wilson And Clara Fieldhouse

Wilson and Clara Fieldhouse (1930s)
Wilson and Clara were the parents of the ubiquitous Frank Fieldhouse, husband of my father’s sister, Miriam, collector of this, that and the other; and keeper of old photographs. Wilson, who was born in 1881 in Bradford, was a clerk on the railways, whilst his wife, Clara Ann, brought up two children, Frank and his older sister, Ada

Had You Been There


This postcard – dating back to 1913 – appears never to have been sent through the post. It was written by Andrew – who we can suppose is the man in the middle of this group – to Mary Campbell of Cowdenbeath, who fairly obviously doesn’t feature in the trio. The message is as follows:  

13/3/13 Dear Mary, I wonder what you think of this, not very nice I suppose, would have been much better had you been there, perhaps it will be your turn next. With Kind Regards,  Andrew.


The Last Afternoon At Sea

Over the last couple of months I have been slowly scanning my way through a 1925 photograph album I bought on a second hand stall. Entitled “Cruise To The Northern Capitals of Europe on the SS City of Nagpur, July-August 1925“, the album contains over 50 sepia photographs our unknown photographer took on a cruise to Denmark and Norway. In addition to showing some wonderful 1920s fashions and some tram-lined streets, the photographs illustrate a relaxed atmosphere on board a small cruise ship of ninety years ago.
It is perhaps fitting that I am now getting to the end of the album – the photograph above is entitled “The Last Afternoon At Sea“, because I am starting top pack my bags for my own cruise to the Norwegian fjords in a few days time. Perhaps I will ask the First Officer on my oversized cruise ship to pose on a deckchair with the Good Lady Wife.
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