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Apr 09 2012

A new blog has been added!

I thought it was about time. I have added a new piece to the Blog. I have been busy researching for my next book – Murder and Crime in Swansea – and I keep coming across interesting and unusual stories so I thought that it was abou ttime that I started to collect them together. Eventually this new title will have its own website where such material will be stored, but until then I shall place them here. The first one – Go Home. You know you want to –  is about nineteenth century Wind Street….

May 26 2009

More information on Eleanor Williams

When I look  at the stories I have written so far I am convinced that some of them will  never be finished. There are always new and important details to be added. Time  has frayed the details sometimes and it isn’t easy to restore them in their  entirety. The tales are not complete and probably never will be.It is part of  their attraction I suppose.  I was made  aware of this a few weeks ago when I had new information from a direct  descendant of the murderer Henry Tremble that added to my understanding of his  actions. I reported this new information on this website (See the blog entry 20 April 2009 – Henry Tremble)
Well, I  have had more fascinating information today (26 May 2009). I started the day  with a radio interview on our local station Swansea  Sound. They only wanted five minutes from me so it was over very quickly  and so I went off to the Central Library in Swansea to meet the convenor of a local  history group, Marilyn Jones. They have asked me to speak on Saturday 20 June  2009 and I wanted to look at the room where I will be speaking. I was  completely reassured. Not only does it have an inter-active whiteboard but also  an absolutely fantastic view across the bay to Mumbles, so if the audience get  bored when I am talking at least they will be able to take in the view.
During our  conversation Marilyn told me something very interesting. It was all because her  husband’s family came from Felindre, where I found the story of Eleanor Williams,  who appears on page 84 of Volume One.
Now this  story gave me a lot of trouble when I was writing it because there never seemed  to be enough detail about her. She was murdered and thrown into a well on  Llwyngwenno Farm in Felindre near Swansea in 1832 but apart from that the poor  girl’s trail was very cold indeed. In the end, I based my writing upon the  startling similarities between her death and that of Margaret Williams in  Cadoxton, the very first story I ever researched. Two servant girls, both from  Carmarthenshire, both pregnant and both murdered.
If you have  read the piece, either in the magazine or in the book, you will remember that I  speculate about why the gravestone in Nebo Chapel names the farmer for whom she  worked as a servant, Thomas Thomas. His name is chiselled there for all to see, along with the name of poor Eleanor. Well of course it is a very significant  detail, and once more it reflects the Cadoxton murder in an uncanny way.
Quite  simply the community in this rather small and enclosed little village believed  they knew who had killed Eleanor. It was the son of Thomas Thomas, just as the  Cadoxton Community believed that the farmer’s son Llewellyn Richard had killed  Margaret Williams nine years earlier. Indeed Felindre modelled its response on  their reaction. They were convinced they knew who had done it. They couldn’t  prove it but they didn’t really need the law. What they wanted was justice. So  they erected their accusatory gravestone, just as they had done in Cadoxton.  They might not have had the revenge they wanted, but they never forgot. Marilyn  told me about the people painting the gates of the Nebo Chapel red on his  wedding day. She said that they painted parts of the road red too. Even at that  moment he could not escape from what he had done. Or at least what they thought  he had done.
These are  not the sort of details that normally find their way out of the oral tradition.  I am sure there is more information like this waiting for me. Just as it was  with the story of Sara Hughes in north Wales in Brithdyr (Welsh Country Magazine – May 2009) there is a residual memory of  these dramatic events in local communities that needs to be captured.
That means  that this project of mine is still a work in progress – and about this I am  extremely pleased.

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