1.Yes gypsy travellers were regularly
parked with their horse drawn mobile home on land owned by Arthur Burton and
sited off Back Lane. off Hobbs Hole Lane. Aldridge. I can only say that this
was prior to the mid 1980's and also it was presumed they worked on the farm
whilst there. They left dozens of empty two pint cider bottles some of which
are still found to this day. I do not recall them anywhere else in Stonnall but
there were of course the Irish men who came over annualy to harvest the potatoe
crop and were not otherwise travellers ·
2. My Grandmother, Mary Elizabeth Horton, nee
Blann, of Keepers Cottage, Footherly Lane, Welcomed the return of the
travellers with their horse drawn vehicles, each Summer. They weren't working
for her, and I don't know who they were working for, but my mother tells me
that Granny and the old gypsy lady would sit down together with a pot of tea
and catch up on each other's year's worth of family events. This would be late
40s-early 50s. How far removed was my grandmother's life from that of her
friend. The gulf was certainly not as wide as it now would be. Granny brought
her children up in a small cottage with no running water or electricity. In the
summer months when it was too hot to cook indoors, she would employ bricks and
iron to rig up a "barbecue" (anachronistic word)
3. The Irish seasonal workers that Gordon
mentions were a continuation of a tradition that had existed since the Iron
Age. When agriculture got going in earnest in Britain, it would attract
seasonal workers from across the Irish Sea. These people used Watling Street as
a means of getting to places of interest in southern Britain. Bearing in mind
that this country was Celtic speaking in those days, the road they used was
named after these annual migrants. The Welsh word for Irish is Gwyddel and that
is precisely where the name of the road comes from.
4.I remember gypsy ladies travelling through
stonnall during the 1940's selling home made cloths pegs which were closed at
the top by a metal band peeled from a tin can, if the house holder did not
purchase them they were subject to rather strong curses, one such event I
remember very clearly
5. I remember travellers hawking clothes pegs
door-to-door
6The same gypsy family came annually, to help with
the veg picking. They would call into our corner shop. Grandma was in charge
and would be helped down from the truck by the family who all had Biblical
names, eg Abraham. Grandma would sit down on the chair in the shop and ask for
the goods. Once bought, Grandma would scoop all the goods into her apron rather
than using a bag. They respected my Mum always calling her Mrs B. When they
were stopped from staying on the layby (sometimes near Wall towards the riding
school - is that Gentleshaw) they moved to a designated gypsy site.
Unfortunately they weren't allowed to take their chickens with them so they
gave them to us. We put them with my pet bantoms which were kept under the
fruit trees at the back of the garage forecourt. These were the "proper
gypsies" and not the ones that came round selling pegs and sprigs of
heather or offering to sharpen your kitchen knifes.
Im really pleased that the inklings of them coming through here were right and also as they worked on the farms. It was a shame that there were no surnames for me to follow up.
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