by Andrew Kevin Kelsall Pearson
With many thanks to all the members of the Family who have assisted
an extremely persistent and, no doubt, intrusive person, namely the Author
Mr. Derek Boothroyd, Harrogate, Yorkshire
Miss Norah Cruickshank, Long Crendon, Bucks.
Mrs. Joan B. Duckworth, Hesketh Bank, Preston, Lancs.
Miss Gwen Guy, Waterloo, Liverpool, Merseyside.
Mr. Ted Harrington, Mona Vale, Sydney, Australia.
Mrs. Holmes, Leebotwood, Shropshire.
Mrs. Joyce Kelsall, Kaitaia, New Zealand.
Mrs. Marjorie Kelsall, Beckenham, Kent.
Dr. Albert L. Kelsall, Teignmouth, Devon.
Dr. David J. Kelsall, St.Albans, Herts.
Mr. David J. Kelsall, Coulsdon, Surrey.
Mr. John Kelsall, Toronto, Canada.
Mr. Noel Kelsall, Kaitaia, New Zealand.
Mr. Richard Kelsall, Coulsdon, Surrey.
Mrs. Phyllis S.I.Noble, Bristol, Somerset.
Mrs. Greta Sambidge, St.John's Wood, London.
Mr. Eric Sambidge, Landkey, Barnstaple, Devon.
Mrs. Claire Skilbeck, Bledlow, Bucks.
Mrs. Jo-Anne Strachan, Gt. Mollington, Chester, Cheshire.
Mrs. Rita Weiss, High Wycombe, Bucks.
INTRODUCTION
I became aware at an early age that my parents' families were
quite different in one particular aspect; the number of relatives on each
side. I have ten (first) cousins on my father's side but none of my mother's
side. I had two aunts and three uncles on my father's side but only one
uncle and one aunt on my mother's; I had numerous great uncles, great aunts,
and cousins of my father whereas I had only two great uncles and two great
aunts as well as two cousins of my mother. I was also aware that the family
had connections with Accrington and a former Mayor, John Barlow, who, I was
told, was quite a Victorian, strait-laced individual, a reputation every bit
in keeping with his strictly tea-total Methodism. I was told that he was my
mother's grandfather in that John and his wife had adopted my grandmother
before she was four years of age and brought her up, even to the extent of
sending her to a Finishing School in Switzerland, by the shores of Lake
Geneva. Obviously a Family with sufficient standing to afford a private
education and several servants, namely the redoubtable Mabel and Liza. This
disparity in numbers did not puzzle me at the time; it just seemed to be
'one of those things' which was accepted as being really quite normal.
I was aware at the time of my maternal grandmother's funeral that
my mother had two cousins who in turn had married and had families of their
own; I even knew some of my second cousins' names but it took the funeral of
my Uncle Bert (Duckworth) and several overnight stays with my aunt Joan for
me to begin to show some awakening interest in the family history. Joan
showed me a flyleaf out of a family bible on which was written the details
of my great-grandfather's family. There had been some minor family rift with
Great-aunt Mary which was duly made up in the seventies and in the course of
a couple of visits, I was sensible enough to make some notes of what she
told me. It was on one of those occasions that I learnt of the "Dogger Bank
Outrage" an event which I now relate to anyone careless enough to initiate a
conversation on Family Trees!
I made a halting start in early 1986 when I made some notes of the
Accrington Connection and the movement of my grandparents to 357 Blackburn
Road, Accrington, at which address my mother was born in 1931. My
grandparents moved from there to Higher Barn midway between Blackburn and
Preston before moving for the last time to Hesketh Bank about eight miles
from Preston just off the main road to Southport. After some early successes
in results, I started properly. I still haven't finished...
Andrew Kevin Kelsall Pearson,
Clitheroe,
LANCASHIRE
(c) 1994
Chapter 1.