I’ve been doing some more family tree research today, looking at some stuff from the 1861 census, among other things. My great-grandparents are very elusive. I can only assume they were hiding from the census man. Or I’m not looking in the right place.

I’ve established that my grandparents were in Mansfield at least from 1906 to 1909. Leonard, Reg and Frank were all born there. There was also an intriguing entry for an Eva May Lenton born in 1908 who I suppose might have been a baby who died shortly after birth – or on the other hand someone else entirely.

And I have established that my father was born in  1913 – bizarre, as I’d always thought he’d been born in 1912. But I’ve seen the entry. He was the first Lenton born in Norwich, so they must have moved between 1910 and 1912, I guess. He and my mother married in August 1937.

And the picture – that’s them in the back garden of our house in The Chesils, Coventry, probably 1954 or 1955. It’s still there, and looks pretty much the same. From the front, anyway.

Dot has been out all day training to be an inspector of church schools. Not a pleasant day as far as the weather goes. Extremely windy and often wet, though not cold. This evening we’re off to the Last Wine Bar with Philip and Anne Robinson, to celebrate her birthday.