Saturday, 19 November 2016

Horsham

Doing some family history these past couple of weeks has been interesting.  My Aunties have already done so much of the work investigating and finding supporting documents etc.  I've spent the past while going over the mystery of James Clarence Morris, who was actually born, James Thomas Worsfold.  He was born in 1873 to Caroline Worsfold, 20 or 21 and she was unwed.  She was a 'domestic servant' at the time.  So it's kind of interesting.  Even a little scandalous!  ;)  No father was listed on his birth certificate and some years later, he changed his name to James Clarence Morris.  Caroline was listed in the 1881 census in London as the wife of a Frank F. Morris...so maybe Frank took on James as his son...and thus the name change.  It's tricky because there are no adoption records before 1927.  Prior to that, it was an informal 'transaction' without records.  So James was my great-grandfather and born Worsfold, changed to Morris....got married and had my Grandfather and thus the Morris name continued.  So we aren't really Morris', we are Worsfolds...and many, many, many Worsfolds were born, lived in and died in Horsham, Sussex...only a 30 minute drive from Dave and Gabe's home in Brighton! So we rented a car for the day and ventured out to see what we could find.


As I was gathering my stuff to go, I found THIS on the chair and totally freaked out screaming leaving the room.  David thought I was over reacting and couldn't find it...I went back in shaking, and found it hiding in the cushion and showed him and he jumped and said some things I can't type...so ya...also, if you'll notice in the background, under the window...that is a stencil of a famous Banksy.  You should look this up as it is very interesting and his art is really fantastic...but a bit dark.

Banksy is an England-based graffiti artist, political activist and film director of unverified identity. His satirical street art and subversive epigrams combine dark humour with graffiti executed in a distinctive stenciling technique.

David and I behind a rock with Horsham on it...just to prove we were there!

Holly Berries!

A drinking trough!  



The museum was full of very interesting things in a very old building.  

St. Mary's church in the very back.  

Very cool dragon in the garden of the museum

Our directions to get to the cemetery was to look for a very low opening to an alleyway and go through it...and so we did.

Some records show we may have some people here...we looked and looked without a map or index and then it started to get super cold and it poured rain on us.  

But David did find this giant pine cone, half eaten.

The cemetery path





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