I am doing my family tree and live in the South East, so getting to Twerton is quite a journey.
I was wondering if anyone can tell me if there is a church yard/grave yard at a place called Twerton way? I believe my Grandfathers brother to be buried there. Any help would be brilliant.
Thanks in advance.
Janette
I’m not one for being morbid, but here are some epitaphs from grave stones in St. Michael’s churchyard. They remind me of the struggles that so many people have in life – and how precious life is in the here and now. How do they make you feel?
Here in my silent Grave I lie
Free from all Pain and Grief
Tho my disease was long and sharp
God sent at last Relief
Long lingering on the borders of the grave
From which no Skill on Earth had power to save
In racking pain I spent my daily breath
And found no refuge till relieved by death
And now I sleep no more by (pain) oppress’d
And trust my Saviour for eternal rest
Confident that ere long you must
Depart and soon return to dust
Or suddenly as well as I
By some sad accident must die
And in this world as some can tell
How short a time he has to dwell
O let it be your chiefest care
For death and judgment to prepare
Young men I pray be wise betimes
For I was cut off in my prime
For as the flowers doth fade away
So did my Life and Strength decay
My Friends as you my Grave doth see
Stay but a while you’l follow me
All you young youths my grave may see
Pray you prepare to follow me
Had Youth I was and Youth I am
And forc’d to go at God’s command
Farwell to you my Children dear
For (no) you was (to) me
My time of life was (agains) in (pain)
But death hath set me free
The Rose within this earthly Bed
Tho wither’d and reclin’d its Head
Shall soon in new born Beauty rise
And blossom in its native Skies
I was so long with pains oppress’d
That wore my strength away
It made me long for endless rest
Which never can decay
Peaceful rest ye silent Babes
Mingled with the Valley’s clod
Rest till Nature’s cry shall call ye
Call ye to approach your God
Death ! why so fast ? pray stop your hand
And let my glass run out its sand
As neither death nor time will stay
Let us improve the present day
There calmly rests beneath this lowly tomb
A gentle flowr pluck’t in her early bloom
Too fondly loved too hardly parted from
Rent from her life her friends her happy home
Yet a celestial hope springs from the earth
And dear Ellen claims a second birth
Where the kind shepherd bids all sorrows cease
And calls his lambs to endless joy and peace
Whilst in this world I did remain
My latter Days were full of Pain
But when the Lord he thought it best
He took me to a Place of Rest
What joy ! when he resigned his breath -
For as his eyelids closed – he smiled in death
So kind so young so gentle so sincere
So loved so early lost may claim a tear
Yet wherefore mourn ? the life resumed by heaven
Doubtless fulfilled the end for which ’twas given
Her labours below have ceased
Her trials and pains are o’er
Her sun hath set at noon of day
To rise on the heavenly shore
This is scanned from the original writing of the long deceased gentleman. The poem was written about 1940 when Alfred Kettlety was in his 70’s.
I am interested in the mills in Twerton in the 1780s. My relations lived in Mansfield, Nottinghamshire and in the 1780s went to Twerton. Why? They had a child in Notts in 1785 but then had one in Twerton in 1788, 1791, 1795, 1798 then had one in Notts in who died in 1801. They would have gone for employment in the mills but Twerton must have been the other end of the earth at that time? Why did they go there, how did they get there and why did they come all the way back to Notts. I beieve from someone else that they worked in a mill owned by Paul Bamford. A water mill converted to a worsted mill. Daniel Comery repaired heavy machinery i.e. an iron turner.
Can you provide any further information?
Somerset by car is a long way but in the 1780s I am surprised they knew it existed. Would they have travelled by road or boat as rail had not been invented and they probably had no money anyway.
Any thoughts will be most appreciated.
Jane
(submitted via email)
Does anyone know anything about the short lived Twerton Fountain which was placed in the high street back in the early 1900s?
Apparently, Bath City Council commissioned a fountain for Twerton and installed it only to take it away soon afterwards to do road works. People of the village expected the fountain to reappear, but it never did. Rumour has it that it was spotted in a dump somewhere. I think it may have been when Twerton was incorporated into Bath, but can not be sure.
I know about it from a book that was in the Bath Library. It was like a scrapbook of articles about Bath and was very entertaining.
Recent Comments