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CHRISTMAS FESTIVITIES WITH THE LABOURING POOR

On Wednesday the labouring cottagers of the village of Picardy, situated between Abbey Wood and Erith, contiguous to Belvedere, the seat of Sir Culling E Eardley, were gratified with an unusual entertainment. The whole of the villagers were invited by Mr Wm. Richardson, an official gentleman in London, and who has recently taken Picardy House, to dine with the family. The party sat down at one o’clock to the good old Christmas fare of roast beef and plum pudding, the host and hostess presiding, while the younger branches of the family waited upon the guests. The beverage was a modest supply of the best brown stout, and an unlimited quantity of tea and coffee. After dinner only three toasts were given by the host: “the health of her gracious majesty”; “the healths of Sir Culling and Lady Eardley and family” with a few remarks in reference to the deep interest which the latter took in the welfare of the neighbourhood, and the exertions which they had made to improve its moral and religious condition, and “health and happiness to the villagers of Picardy.” Mr Richardson, in proposing the latter, alluded to the Heavenly message of “Peace and Goodwill,” as referring to every village, and that it was in the power of every cottager to do something towards promoting the same. The family then retired, and left the party to enjoy themselves for the rest of the evening. It would be difficult to describe the feelings of gratification of these poor villagers, several of them very aged, at their meeting together, participating in the social comforts of life, with the sympathy and attentions of their more affluent neighbour; its effect in promoting happiness and kindness amongst them was abundantly manifest.

Kentish Independent, 6 January 1855

Peace and Goodwill to you all. May you enjoy some good old Christmas fare, and have a modest supply of the best brown stout.

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Flowers in the grounds of a church

I had not long stepped off the airplane. My ears were still popping, a release of pressure, a rush of clarity of sound. My body was still braced for turbulence. My brain was still telling my body that bracing yourself in such situations won’t do you much good. Here I was walking over the ground I was an hour earlier flying over, descending towards. Read the rest of this entry »

Michaelmas in Erith

View of Erith Pier

Happy Michaelmas everybody! I wasn’t really sure what Michaelmas was, or even when it was, until today, Michaelmas. It is the feast day of St Michael, the angel who dealt with Lucifer and threw him out of heaven.1 So, someone worth celebrating. Read the rest of this entry »

Back of a fag packet analysis of the proposals for new Parliamentary constituency boundaries in Bexley

View from Erith Pier

There could be some notable changes to who represents Bexley’s residents in Parliament under new proposals from the Boundary Commission. I am no political commentator or analyst, but their Initial proposals for new Parliamentary constituency boundaries in London make for some interesting reading. Read the rest of this entry »