Genealogy And Me

My Take On Genealogy And What I Enjoy About It Genealogy is a fascinating subject. Or is it just me who thinks so? I’ve loved my mother’s stories about her life. Before television in our house, they kept us entertained at night. My genealogy based blog about my mother is a tribute to her. I will continue it after visiting with her next month. I need to fill in some gaps with more detailed information. But I have much more … Continue reading

Family Memories

Family Memories Family memories can be so varied and come from out in left field, but nevertheless they are all so important to record somewhere. For me that recording is this part of my blog. At any stage of researching family history, a stray memory might trigger a host of further recollections thought buried. That’s what’s happened to me this last week. I’ve just spent some days with my brother and his family in Queensland. I’m not sure what our … Continue reading

Merville’s Life-Cont’d

Soon Came The Next Phase Of Merville’s Life It was now 1945 and Merville and Iris continued happily working in Dunedin’s George Street. Mum thinks the place was called The Red Cafe but wasn’t sure. It was a big restaurant open five days a week. Iris was a cook and Mum the kitchen maid, waitressing if required. “Olive Hicks used to work one day a week in the kitchen so Iris and I became good friends with her. She used … Continue reading

Merville & The Crown Range

Merville & The Crown Range For as long as I can remember, we’ve heard stories about Mum’s bike ride across the Crown Range in Central Otago. Encouraged to tell the story many times and with a different emphasis with almost every telling, I think the three of us were always in awe of our mother for doing such an amazing thing. It was always great to hear her laughing at the memory. “In 1944 we didn’t go back to Motueka … Continue reading

Time At Pangatotara

Time At Pangatotara Merville’s time at the tobacco farms at Pangatotara where filled with long days, hard work and what sounds like a lot of fun in what Mum remembers as “beautiful weather”. Her and Iris worked the tobacco from spring to autumn for two years. During the tobacco “off season” they found casual work on farms around the Nelson/Marlborough area. Mum did go back to Winton once each year to visit her mother. Work began in the spring with … Continue reading

Merville’s Wartime Job

Merville’s Wartime Job In Tobacco Fields My mother Merville, contributed to the war effort in a way that would be frowned upon today, but during World War Two tobacco played such a huge role in providing support to those serving overseas. And to the community at home as well. Merville and Iris began their wartime work when they arrived in Motueka in the spring of 1942. Mum has always recalled the war years as being a very enjoyable time of … Continue reading

Merville’s Story

Continuing Merville’s Story My grandfather James (Chum) Robertson died 30 July 1940. He was only 62. Merville’s words continue – “We went south to the funeral but I don’t remember much about it as I had to go back to Dunedin to my job. That was in the July and about November our mother had the shingles. Ina had her in bed at her home but I left my job and went south to look after her. She came back … Continue reading

Photos Of Family Farm

The Family Farm Has Changed On a recent visit to Winton and my mother, I decided I wanted a photo of the farm where she grew up. Three or four times I drove up and down Gap Road looking for something that looked vaguely familiar. I knew the original house had long gone and been replaced – I assumed – with a modern building but I expected to be able to identify the lie of the land and know, yep, … Continue reading

Merville Mentioned

Finally Found Merville Mentioned It feels like I have searched forever for some newspaper report with Merville mentioned, but always to no avail. This small French town had yet to appear in any WWI report I’d managed to track down. Have you ever done something that is quite outside your normal actions and wondered why on earth you did? That happened to me last week. I never thought about it being something unusual for me until my husband commented on … Continue reading

Time To Leave The Farm

It Was Soon Time To Leave The Farm Although I’ve always thought my mother’s early life was interesting in comparison to my own, I acknowledge it was also filled with far more work and hardship than I ever faced. But her varied experiences then made her into the strong person I have been so fortunate have as a mother. Even at an early age Mum loved to read, devouring any books she might be able to get her hands on … Continue reading