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Procktor, Forster & Owen families blend in pre-WWI Stoke Newington

I usually think of London as “big” – it certainly felt that way when I was a student there in the 1970s. During recent research on my maternal grandparents and their forebears, I plotted homes (using census and electoral rolls) on an old ordnance survey map. Once I realized how short a walk it was from one house to the other, it became apparent that for three families, Stoke Newington was more like a village than part of the capital city of a huge empire.

To keep family stories from becoming too abstract, I’ve included another bow tie chart showing the relatives mentioned in this story – my mother’s parents, her grandparents, and one set of great grandparents. My mother was born in Chingford, Essex – her parents had moved away from Stoke Newington a year or two earlier – but Wynne’s first cousin, Olive Marie Procktor (whose son was a DNA match, leading to unraveling this tangled family connection) was born in Stoke Newington and baptized in the church in which her parents married.

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John Walden’s unraveling starts with a boat trip

Thomas standing in for John Walden Poulson
Thomas standing in for John Walden Poulson

Somewhere in the early 1900s, Upstanding Edwin’s oldest son – John Walden Poulson, the Wastrel – transitioned from promising oldest son of a local family to an intractable problem that defied family attempts to help him.

John Walden was captain of the Knottingley cricket team – younger brother Thomas played too. When Thomas married Lily Taylor in September 1901, the newspaper write up talked of the crowds outside the Wesleyan chapel. John Walden was there with his new wife Emily, and daughters Emily, 11, and Nellie, 10, were bridesmaids. But by the time his youngest brother Charles married in 1909, John Walden had vanished, although Doris (Aunty Goggie), 13,  was a bridesmaid and Ernest (I think Gamps, who was John Ernest Llewellyn), 12,  was a page. Something had changed… Continue reading John Walden’s unraveling starts with a boat trip