The Past



The past is a foreign country: they do things differently there.

L. P. Hartley   1895-1972 

Monday 24 March 2008

1902

Somewhere down this main street in 1902 my great-grandfather overturned the carriage he was driving and killed himself.

Rumour was he met a motor car ( unusual in those days ) and the horses bolted !

The town in question is Stamford and a very pretty town indeed !

He worked for the Burghley Estate whose offices were just a few yards away from where this photo was taken 
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