I read and read and read. I have always loved reading and I’m happiest when I have a pile of books waiting for me to read them. I love the smell of books, the feel of books and the sound of a book when you open it or turn the page. I collect books and have a house full of books; mainly history books. Give me a wet, cold, dark winter’s day, a good book, a cup of tea and I’m in Heaven. Just don’t interrupt me!
Have you ever wondered who you are or where you came from? Who were all of those people who are your ancestors? What does that even mean? I have always wondered about those people and what their stories are. I love wandering around graveyards and finding long forgotten people. Or rooting around in record offices looking for wills and documents. But it isn’t just about the people – I love, love, love history. I’m the sort of person who walks down the high street looking up above the shop fronts to see how old the building is and wondering what it all looked like 500 years ago. How did the place where you live come to be the place it is today? What are the stories and the scandals? Every place has them, waiting to be discovered.
I’m originally from Bolton and that’s where my main interest (and heart) lies so my blog will be full of ‘Bolton’ snippets. I can’t resist anything weird or wonderful so anything I come across will also find it’s way on here.
In my normal life, I am a clinical hypnotherapist and life – coach. What’s the connection? People; it’s all about people – in the past and the present.
I love the photo of the two girls at the top left of this page. They are mill girls from Bolton; sadly, I don’t know who they are but would love any information about them.