Up even earlier today. Five fifteen. When yer awake yer awake. I’ve decided to join the Dyfed Family History Society fwiw. I used to be a member but stopped because their website really only helped as far back as the first census of 1841. Now I’d quite like to get my hands on their “Monumental Inscriptions” database but you have to be a member and fork out twelve quid a year to access it. Don’t worry, I won’t rush into such a monumental purchasing decision.
I’m not overly optimistic that their database will provide me with much info but it’s worth a punt. When I visited a few cemeteries in Carmarthenshire earlier this year I drew a blank on many of the gravestones I had hoped to find. Before 1800 they were few and far between. It isn’t that the graves weren’t there. It’s just that the headstones tended not to survive. Fingers crossed that the DFHS will come up with the goods eh?
Another eventful day ahead. Dropping off a load more books at the Oxfam Bookshop in the Cornhill at nine, popping round to the Smiths to look at their kitchen extension, a visit to Fosters on Monks Road for some steaks for the barbie on Friday, a swim, supply run to Waitrose and at four o’clock Mark the joiner is coming round to look at a few bits of work we need doing. All go innit. I even have a conference call at one thirty. Just remembered that one. No golf today. Everyone else is away on holiday. Plus it’s too hot, man.