Via England

Saying goodbye
Even though I have been an Australian for well over twenty years now, there is still an England in my heart.  It is the England of my ancestors, and of myself.

I have been finding the ancestors within me via history.

Many of my personal reflections on identity, via existence, are shaped by my English family upbringing.

I have always mostly spoken the English language though spelling is not one of my strong points, and nor is proof-reading. I also have trouble typing accurately and remembering numbers.

You are most welcome, via assistance, to help me improve this blog, and my knowledge of my ancestry.

I arrived in Australia via England, with my ancestors within me.  None of them ever came here in person as far as I am aware.

The areas of England most associated with my mother's family are Shropshire and Staffordshire.

The areas most associated with my father's family are Huntingdonshire, London, Surrey and Devon.

The English migration journeys of my ancestors have included:

From the Huntingdonshire village of Eynesbury, near St Neots in the late 1840s to Southwark in London.

From Shropshire agricultural villages in the late 1700s and early 1800s to the East Shropshire coalfield and onwards, in the 1890s, to the South Staffordshire coalfield.

From near Hampton Court to the centre of London in the early 1800s.

From London to an orphanage near Bristol in the early 1870s.

From Devon to Wales to London to Staffordshire with the Royal Air Force from the 1930s to the 1950s.

The family migration journeys I have experiences personally include:

From central England to north west Scotland in the late 1970s.

From Scotland to central England to London to Australia in the 1980s.

Do you ever suffer from homesickness?

Have you ever viewed the world via migration?

Have you ever viewed the world via England?

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