Wednesday, April 05, 2006
I pyewed you
Uh-oh, now when I come home this summer I'll be begging to go to Demetri's as well.
New toy
Wednesday, March 22, 2006
Irish origins
from Woulfe, Patrick. Irish Names and Surnames. Dublin: M. H. Gill and Son, Ltd., 1923, p442-3.
Mulherin: "des. of Maolciarian (servant of St. Ciarin), the name of an ecclestiastical family who were erenachs of Eaglais beg, at Clonmacnoise, and of Ardcarne, in Co. Roscommon. A branch of family seems to have settled in Donegal sometime before the end of the 16th century. The name at that period was most frequent in Westmeath, Roscommon and Donegal". p 597-8.
I guess some of them then wandered into Co. Mayo.
Roche: "in Irish Roiste, Norman 'de la Roche', Latin 'de Rupe', i.e. of the rock, from residence beside some proiminent rock; an old Norman surname. Families of this name settled in different parts of Ireland, but the best known were those of Cork, Limerick and Wexford. In the first named county, the Roches obtained by marriage the district about Fermoy known as [something in Irish I couldn't transliterate], or Roche's Country; the head of this family was Viscount Fermoy. The Roches of Limerick were a wealthy and respectable merchant family."
p 274-5.
Costello: there are too many appearances of Costello in the book to pinpoint the origin, but there is a Barony of Costello in Co. Mayo, which is where I'm hoping to place Mary Costello.
Tales from the olden days
J: Mummy, did Henry the Eighth have four mummys?
L: No, he had six wives.
J: What happened to them?
L: I think he divorced two, one died having a baby, one survived. The other two died.
J: How did they die?
L: Are you sure you want to know? It’s not very nice. Well, he had their heads chopped off.
J: Ewww, gross. That’s not very nice, is it? Hmm. And what about Ann? Did they break up?
Thursday, March 16, 2006
He's in the book
In 1873, Frank had focused his business interests and had just the one shop. And he'd moved. Look at the bottom, Joseph Paul, a confectioner was occupying the other shop and lived with Frank. I don't know who this is, perhaps a brother.
In later years, the directory also includes Frank's children Charles, Emma and Florence. Florence started out as a proofreader and by 1908 had worked her way up to editorial assistant for the Standard (the local rag I assume). I guess proofreading is in the blood!

And the final entry for Frank, in 1917.

As I said, I have about fifteen of these. They're like a little travelogue of Frank's life, showing all the places he lived and worked.
Dad talked me out of Ohio
Sunday, March 05, 2006
Costello ain't no Italian name
The Costello clan (John Ducie's mother's family) are like that. We didn't know for the longest time what Mary Costello's nationality was for sure, and once I knew she was born in Ireland, I figured that was probably all I would ever know about her and her family. Not true. The Costellos are suddenly all crawling out of the woodwork. I tried again yesterday to find the main Ducie family's passage to the US from England in 1862. And again, I couldn't find anything. John's eldest sister Mary, however, hadn't come with them, she had gone to Ohio in 1857. So I looked just for her, and her I found, on a ship called the Jacob A Westervelt which sailed from Liverpool arriving in New York on 19 Oct 1857. That's the year she listed as her date of immigration on the 1900 census. The age matches as well, and the name on the passenger list above her is Patrick Costello. I know it's her, because three years later on the 1860 census for Chippewa, Ohio, Mary and her new husband John Schoenberger (of the Mary Ducie obituary) have a lodger named none other than Patrick Costello. Why did they pick Wayne County, Ohio? Two families above Mary, John and Patrick is the William Costello family. It looks like Patrick and Mary Ducie followed her family to Ohio.
And there's something more. I was looking at the 1861 census in England to see if any of Mary's Costello relatives had been living near them in Staffordshire in England. I found a Winifred Costello aged 70 living as a lodger in Rowley Regis, in the village of Bakersfold. I thought hang on, that's familiar, and so when I went to the page before, it was the Ducies. They had a lodger with the rather florid name of Malachy Gilleroy living with them, the last name on that page, and so I hadn't thought to look for more family over on the next page. Is that Mary's mother? Possibly. The point is, I now have all these Costellos to look into and if one of them had the foresight to record exactly where in Ireland they came from, then I have the place where the Ducies originated as well.
Sunday, February 19, 2006
Friday, February 10, 2006
The 'lympics
Auntie Genevieve: "Jonathan, do you know what's happening today?"
Jonathan: "err... it's the winter 'lympics starting today" (in that tone that says why are you asking, i can't believe you don't know, oh good grief)
Auntie Genevieve: "So are you going to be watching skiing all day tomorrow?"
Jonathan: "My head will be next to the tv all day and all night and all day! I'll turn into a zombie." (hmm, where did he hear thatI wonder?!)
Auntie Genevieve: "well, it's only 1 hour and 5 minutes till it starts"
And then after spinning the phone on the table, "are you feeling dizzy and sick?", he ran off to get the kitchen timer so Lucy could set it for 1 hour and 5 minutes. Apparently that's his new thing, setting the timer for absolutely everything. Lucy says it's become obsessional. Oh good, my little boy is a crazy man!
Tuesday, February 07, 2006
Got time on your hands?
The Now Show This is a weekly news/satirical show in the vein of Bremner, Bird and Fortune. The stand-up spots are hilarious, but the songs by Mitch Benn are the best bit. You might have trouble following some of it if you're not up on British news, but you can always catch up here.
In Our Time The history of ideas. There are at least a hundred programmes in their archive. I've learned about everything from the Babylonian alphabet to artificial intelligence.
Excess Baggage Indulge your wanderlust. You can listen to all fifty tales of adventure and exploration in the archive listed on the right side of the page. My favourites are Lost Languages and Michael Palin.
Mark Kermode My film review fellow. Sometimes he gets really worked up about things and goes off on one. I love it.
Eco Istvan

Aspersions have been cast - you know who you are - on my veracity, or perhaps sanity. A figment of the imagination never mucked up our laptop - you know who you are - or left such a huge indentation in the sofa. So here's the proof, this is he, my enormous little brother.
Monday, February 06, 2006
Jonathan discovers google earth
I suggested their next "trip" should be to Rome, they have beautiful, clear pictures of all the best sites - you can see the hole in the Pantheon and the columns in St. Peter's Square. Any recommendations for other closely-photographed destinations?
Monday, January 23, 2006
I have a new calling
Wednesday, January 18, 2006
The Pattersons
Sunday, January 15, 2006
Great expectations
Sunday, January 01, 2006
I am resolved
- get meself proper educated
- stop discussing LDS dating: it is a tired and worn out subject to which I humbly admit I can contribute nothing that hasn't already been said
- decide once and for all whether or not to let my hair grow out, again
- do eastern Ohio
- spend less money at restaurants and more time reading
Pretend the date above is 25 December
Happy Christmas to you all!
Tuesday, December 20, 2005
Thirty years today

We had dinner together in Soho. They then went on to see The Producers at the Drury Lane Theatre.
I'm proud of my parents and I just hope I can be like them after thirty years. They're kind to each other and they look after one another. And they have created a wonderful family. Happy Anniversary!
Proof that Santa Claus is real
Here is Father Christmas' office...
And here is the man himself giving a present to Jonathan, which turned out to be a beautiful four winds hat.
Don't the reindeer look cheery! They know the big night is coming soon.

Monday, December 05, 2005
Back by popular demand
I had a nice Thanksgiving holiday. Kelly and I took a turkey and a dozen other bits and pieces along to our ward's dinner. There were 26 happy and well-fed people there. On the Saturday, Ian and I ventured up to Harlem for dinner at Sylvia's famous soul food mecca on Lennox Avenue. I had her special recipe ribs - more delicious than anything has any right to be - with potato salad and black-eyed peas. The atmosphere was terrific, music and families, and we even got to meet Sylvia!
I've been doing some Christmas shopping, trying not to freeze to death (Ian can attest that I came very close last night!) and just generally being very excited about Christmas and getting ready to go home. Oh and I was offered another job at EMI, but I turned it down again. I don't want to risk my resident status in England (for university tuition) by taking a permanent job abroad, but it was nice to know I was very much their first choice. My friend Joanne has moved out of our team to a different job within our department, so it should mean more responsibility for me from now on. I'm pleased about that.