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Here’s the cover of a little black autograph book I was shown on Monday. (Click on any of the images to enlarge them)

DSC05884 autograph book coverThe book belonged to Ellen Smith

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Ellen was the youngest daughter of Donald Moir Smith and his wife Helen (nee Watson). She was born at Picton in 1913.

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The autograph book has entries from many members of Ellen’s family. Among the entries are these two from her mother.

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DSC05886 helen autographThe second autograph is actually part of a poem (Ilka Blade o’ Grass Keps its ain Drap o’ Dew) written by James Ballantine – a Scottish poet and glass artist. See more about him here.

Ellen’s grandmother, Ann Mitchell (nee Balfour) Watson  wrote the following:

Love many

Trust few

Always paddle

your own canoe


DSC05899 Ann autograph

Ellen’s Uncle David (my grandfather, David George Watson) added these two autographs.

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DSC05889 david george autographEllen’s cousin Jean Watson (William Balfour and Josephine Maud Watson’s daughter) added these.

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William Hugh Watson was visiting from Australia and added this one:

DSC05894 willie rarotonga autographAnd finally, this autograph was written by Ellen’s Aunty Julia. Julia was 30 when she wrote this.

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The current owner of Ellen’s autograph book is her son Barry Wilson. Barry was kind enough to invite Levonne and me to his house so we could see Ellen’s photos and other memorabilia.


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Ellen Mitchell Watson SMITH

In 1936 Ellen married Allan James Halley Wilson. Allan and Ellen had two children, Barry and Raewyn. Allan died on 6 May 1983 and Raewyn died on 3 April 2012. Interestingly, Allan was born on 19 May 1910 – about a month after Halley’s Comet appeared in April 1910.

The 1910 approach, which came into naked-eye view around 10 April and came to perihelion on 20 April, was notable for several reasons: it was the first approach of which photographs exist, and the first for which spectroscopic data were obtained. Indeed, on 19 May, Earth actually passed through the tail of the comet. One of the substances discovered in the tail by spectroscopic analysis was the toxic gas cyanogen, which led astronomer Camille Flammarion to claim that, when Earth passed through the tail, the gas “would impregnate the atmosphere and possibly snuff out all life on the planet.” His pronouncement led to panicked buying of gas masks and quack “anti-comet pills” and “anti-comet umbrellas” by the public. In reality, as other astronomers were quick to point out, the gas is so diffuse that the world suffered no ill effects from the passage through the tail


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Ellen Wilson (nee Smith) with her two children, Raewyn and Barry. Photo taken in 2003.

Ellen lived until she was 101 years old.  She died on 13 January 2015. The following article was published in the Central Leader on July 30 2014.

DSC05632 ellen 101My thanks to Barry for sharing his mum’s photos and memorabilia with Levonne and me.


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Big game hunting

On Saturday I was delighted to be given a letter that was written by William Wilson on 2nd August 1916 from France.

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Transcribed for easier reading.:



Dear Emily and Jack

I am writing you a few lines to let you know how I am getting on.

I expect you think I am a nice sort of a chap for not writing to you before but one does not get much of a chance to do anything, except what he is told and when that is done one is glad to have a bit of a rest. We get plenty of everything except cigs. and one can hardly smoke them when he does get them for they are worth 1d a 100.

I have met a lot of chaps here that I know but I haven’t run across Rusty yet but I hope he is still alive.

By the time this scrap is over there won’t be many young chaps left in N.Z.

We are having some very hot weather just now, and one gets knocked up doing nothing.

What about a winter in the trenches, it won’t be any good to the N.Z. and Aussies they will be frozen alive.

I never got any leave to England yet for it was stopped before my turn came round but it will soon start again from what I can hear.

It looks very much as if I am going to have my first (“Xmas”) in the middle of winter just by way of a change and it won’t be quite as good as last one because there won’t be any beer and rum is a thing of the past now except on very rare occasions.

Well Jack I must say this big game hunting isn’t quite as good as rabbit shooting for they are much harder to find and then you have to get in early to get a chance as they are just as good as we are. I haven’t been in much of it yet but still I have had all I want of it and I will be damn glad when it is all over and there are hundreds more the same as I am.

I must ring off now hoping you and the family are well as I am A1 myself, so Au Revoir

Wm Wilson

I wonder who Rusty was?

Motueka photo

Photo of William Wilson taken at Motueka

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Never say goodbye


In June 1915 my great grandmother Emily (nee Farmer) Wilson received this postcard from her brother William (known as Bill and sometimes Will) Wilson.

1916 postcard emily from bill te anau

William wrote:

Dear Emily,

I am writing you a few lines to let you know that I have arrived home at last. I won’t be here very long I will either have to get some work or hop away to the front. It will be the latter if I can pass the doctor. All well at home.

From your brother Will


1916 postcard emily from bill te anau reverse

Bill obviously did “pass the doctor” as his Certificate of Medical Examination was signed by the medical officer in late June 1915. He was described as being aged 26 years old, 5′ 10″ in height and weighing 11st 4lb. His chest measurement was (minimum) 36 inches and (maximum) 39 inches. He had a clear complexion with blue eyes and brown hair. Being free from hernia, varicose veins, haemorrhoids and contagious skin disease and with his teeth in good condition and being free from any physical defect likely to interfere with the efficient performance of his duties Bill was deemed ‘Fit for service in the New Zealand Expeditionary Force’.

On Tuesday 12 October 1915 William Wilson was officially enlisted at Trentham in the 4th Batallion 3rd NZ (Rifle) Brigade, ‘A’ Company of the New Zealand Expeditionary Force for “Duration of War”.  His Regimental Number was 26/948. His Attestation Form stated that he was born at Warkworth on the 10th February 1889. His next of kin was his mother Mrs John Wilson, Luke Street, Otahuhu. His previous employer was the Motueka Harbour Board where he worked as a labourer.

This photo of Bill was taken before he left New Zealand.

william and four friends

The reverse of the photo has the following written on it:

I don’t know whether he sent you one, but this is a hard case photo of Bill and four other Otahuhu boys. This was taken when they were in May Morn.

Bill is in the front row at the left as you look at the photo.

It was after Trentham Camp had been in existence for twelve months that May Morn was made, to be an overflow camp in connection with the main camp. The site was at Mangaroa, a few miles north of Upper Hutt. Like the first camp at Trentham, May Morn was a canvas camp, the tents being of the Indian Service pattern. The only wooden buildings were the cook-houses, the Army Service Corps stores, the canteen, and shops and saloons. In every way May Morn was a model camp, especially as regards the sanitary arrangements. The 3rd and 4th Battalions of the New Zealand Rifle Brigade were the troops which first occupied May Morn. In December, 1915, they moved to Rangiotu, and the 11th Infantry Reinforcements then occupied the camp until it was closed in January, 1916.

Information from Historic Trentham, 1914-1917: The Story of a New Zealand Military Training Camp, and Some Account of the Daily Round of the Troops within Its Bounds – Author Will Lawson

By early February 1916 Emily had said goodbye to her younger brother and on 5 February 1916 Bill was, along with 2,227 other men, on board the troopship HMNZT 43 (the vessel Mokoia) as it departed from Auckland. The ship berthed at Suez, Egypt on 15 March 1916.

Mokoia (Ship). Hinge, Leslie, 1868-1942 :Collection of photographic prints and negatives. Ref: 1/2-034798-G. Alexander Turnbull Library, Wellington, New Zealand. http://natlib.govt.nz/records/23199776

Mokoia (Ship). Hinge, Leslie, 1868-1942 :Collection of photographic prints and negatives. Ref: 1/2-034798-G. Alexander Turnbull Library, Wellington, New Zealand. http://natlib.govt.nz/records/23199776

Dickie, John, 1869-1942. Photograph of the ship, "Mokoia". Dickie, John, 1869-1942 :Collection of postcards, prints and negatives. Ref: 1/2-015210-G. Alexander Turnbull Library, Wellington, New Zealand. http://natlib.govt.nz/records/22749740

Dickie, John, 1869-1942. Photograph of the ship, “Mokoia”. Dickie, John, 1869-1942 :Collection of postcards, prints and negatives. Ref: 1/2-015210-G. Alexander Turnbull Library, Wellington, New Zealand. http://natlib.govt.nz/records/22749740

Bill sent this postcard to Emily and Jack Wilson from on board the ship on 11 March 1916. The postcard reads:

Troopship No. 43

Dear Jack and Emily and family

Just a P.C. to let you know how I am getting on. I have had a good time so far and keeping in the very best of health.

Love to all

from brother Will.

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In June 1917 Bill was wounded. The following letter written by his sister Sarah to Emily talks about it.

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Dear Emily,
Just a few lines to let you know that Bill is wounded but I suppose you saw it in the paper. We got word through from the defence department on 21st and he was wounded on June 7th. He has been very lucky you know seeing he has been in the firing line 12 months he has been in France fourteen months. I don’t think it was serious for Mr Mason was round to see us and he said the telegram would have said if it was. Anyway it will be a rest for him. How is everything doing on the farm. Please understand that you will not hear from us again until you write you ought to be ashamed of yourself it is four months since you wrote. How is George Jack and Jean keeping. I am starting work in the cash desk of Gavin Wallace & Sons on Monday at 12/- a week. Well I think this is all this time as I have a few more letters to write. Please remember me to Max and Squig.

I remain
Your loving sister
Sarah Wilson

Bill sent a postcard to his nephew George on 7th September 1917. He was on leave in London.

1917 bill to george postcard1917 bill to george postcard reverse

Dear George,
Just a P.C. to let you know I am well hoping all at home are well also. I am having a gay old time in London and haven’t much time to write. Letter later. Must ring off now as time is precious.
Love to all at home
From Uncle Bill

On 27th October 1917 Bill was appointed Lance Corporal. A lance corporal is usually the second in command of a section, and is in control of the gun group in an infantry section.

Sadly, less than four months after this appointment and just eight days after his 29th birthday, Bill was killed in action. He died on 18 February 1918 and is buried in the Oxford Road Cemetery, Ieper, West-Vlaanderen, Belgium. The grave reference is Plot III. D. 9.

A bit of background information on Oxford Road Cemetery follows.

Oxford Road was the name given to a road running behind the support trenches, from a point west of the village of Wieltje south-eastwards to the Potijze-Zonnebeke road.
Plot I is the original Oxford Road Cemetery and was used by the units fighting on this front from August 1917 to April 1918. In October 1917, another cemetery, known as Oxford Road Cemetery No.2, was started close by and now forms Plot V of the cemetery as it appears today. After the Armistice, Plots II, III and IV were added when scattered graves from the battlefields east and south-east of Ypres (now Ieper) were brought into the cemetery.
There are now 851 Commonwealth casualties of the First World War buried or commemorated in this cemetery. 297 of the burials are unidentified and special memorials commemorate three casualties known to have been buried in the cemetery, but whose graves could not be located.
The cemetery was designed by Sir Reginald Blomfield.
Information from Commonwealth War Graves Commission

Sarah wrote this letter to her sister Emily a month after William’s death.

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Dear Emily,
Just a few lines to let you know how we are getting on. I hope you are all keeping well as this leaves us so at present. Mum has not been too good but she is better now of course Bill’s death came as a great shock to her as it did to us all.

We got a letter from Char and Jim last Friday and Char asked me to write and tell you that he was alright as he hadn’t time to write. He was just off into the tunnel for four days he says he does not like living in the ground like rabbits as he calls it. Jim was better – he was just off to the base so he is into it long before now. I will not be up for Easter as I thought I would for we are working all day in the Saturday. Another thing Dad is on the night soil and mum would be in the house on her own. And another thing and most important of all I have no dress to wear as Mrs Manning cannot get mine made until after 14th of next month and it is too cold to wear white dresses now Emily you need not bother about getting any wine for us as we have got some coming Mrs Evans sent for three gallons. I say don’t forget about our two sacks of potatoes for we are depending upon them. Mr and Mrs Evans and family are quite well.

How is uncle Dave doing Mrs Evans wants to know. I hope his toothache is better. Well I think this is all as it is ten o’clock and bed time so I will close with love from all. Give my love to Jack.

From Sarah

Please give my love to Max and Squig.

Several years after the war ended Mary and John Wilson received a bronze “Next of Kin Memorial Plaque”. These plaques were issued to the named next of kin in a deceased soldier’s Service Record. Over 1,000,000 plaques were produced. All those who died between 4th August 1914 and 30th April 1919 whilst in military service in the battlegrounds of the theatres of war and in the Dominions, as a result of sickness, suicide or accidents in the Home Establishments, or as a result of wounds incurred during their time in military service were commemorated on a plaque and a scroll.

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If you’d like to read William’s New Zealand Defence Force personnel record just click the following link. William Wilson Military Records

My Dad tells me that his grandmother (Emily Wilson) told him that she would never say goodbye to anybody because she’d said goodbye to her younger brother when he went to war and he never came back. Dad would hear her say “see you later” or “cheerio” but never goodbye – until the day in 1960 that she was taken from her home at Whangarata to hospital. On that day she said to him “Goodbye Bill”. She died in hospital on 29th October 1960 – aged 80 years.

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“Lest We Forget”

English poet Laurence Binyon, overwhelmed by the carnage and loss of life by British and Allied forces in World War 1, penned one of the most moving tributes the world has known to our war dead. Originally titled For the Fallen but often called Ode of Remembrance, the ode first appeared in The Times of London on September 21, 1914.

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Carrying on from last week’s post I thought it might be fun to have a look at some of the books the Watson and Wilson families liked to read.

The names of all subscribers and the numbers of the books they read were written in this book:

cover of book withdrawalsSample pages showing Wilson and Watson withdrawals (click on the image to enlarge)

j wilson withdrawalswatson withdrawalsI found the book titles in the book register. This is the first page from the book.

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First up are some books read by the members of the Watson family (David George and his mother Ann)- #42 A Double Barrelled Detective Story by Mark Twain – this is a link to an e-book version of this story if you’re interested in reading it.

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The first scene is in the country, in Virginia; the time, 1880. There has been a wedding, between a handsome young man of slender means and a rich young girl–a case of love at first sight and a precipitate marriage; a marriage bitterly opposed by the girl’s widowed father.

Jacob Fuller, the bridegroom, is twenty-six years old, is of an old but unconsidered family which had by compulsion emigrated from Sedgemoor, and for King James’s purse’s profit, so everybody said–some maliciously the rest merely because they believed it. The bride is nineteen and beautiful. She is intense, high-strung, romantic, immeasurably proud of her Cavalier blood, and passionate in her love for her young husband. For its sake she braved her father’s displeasure, endured his reproaches, listened with loyalty unshaken to his warning predictions, and went from his house without his blessing, proud and happy in the proofs she was thus giving of the quality of the affection which had made its home in her heart.

The morning after the marriage there was a sad surprise for her. Her husband put aside her proffered caresses, and said:

“Sit down. I have something to say to you. I loved you. That was before I asked your father to give you to me. His refusal is not my grievance–I could have endured that. But the things he said of me to you–that is a different matter. There–you needn’t speak; I know quite well what they were; I got them from authentic sources. Among other things he said that my character was written in my face; that I was treacherous, a dissembler, a coward, and a brute without sense of pity or compassion: the ‘Sedgemoor trade-mark,’ he called it–and ‘white-sleeve badge.’ Any other man in my place would have gone to his house and shot him down like a dog. I wanted to do it, and was minded to do it, but a better thought came to me: to put him to shame; to break his heart; to kill him by inches. How to do it? Through my treatment of you, his idol! I would marry you; and then–Have patience. You will see.”

#276 Spinster Farm ebook online here

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#352 The Just and the Unjust by Vaughan Kester online here

just unjust

#371 Five Thousand an Hour by George Chester online here


Now for some Wilson family reading material.

#777  The Searchers by John Foster online here


#237 The Window at the White Cat by Mary Roberts Rinehart online here

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When a clumsy, well-meaning lawyer gets involved with a pair of delightful old maids and a beautiful girl, he must acquire some of the skills of his friends the detective and the newspaperman to solve the puzzle of The White Cat. That’s the name of a back-street political club serving beers, political favors and, occasionally, murder.

#350 Freckles by Gebe Stratton-Porter online here


This tender love story is set in the wild swampland of Limberlost, the most frightening place in America, and most beautiful. There, you will meet Freckles, the dashing, red-haired hero who battles cruel and ruthless villains to win the angel of his dreams. Read about Freckles and love him. It’s impossible not to!

#771 A Land Girl’s Love Story by Bertha Ruck online here

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This is a delightful period piece about the Land Girls in England during WWI. Berta Ruck is wonderful at taking a “misunderstanding” and “miscommunication” and weaving a web of romance around and through, like a spider web. I love the patriotic leanings of this book, not only for England, but for Wales.

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Who knew Jean Wilson (my nana) was a librarian? I certainly didn’t until I came across these papers in with the Whangarata Public Library papers I was given recently.

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The Whangarata Public Library

This little library, housed in the Whangarata school, has supplied a much needed want in this district by providing those who are fond of reading with recreative literature.

The secretary of the Library Trustees is Mrs Clayton, and the Librarian, Miss Jean Wilson. The library is open every Saturday afternoon from 2 to 4 pm for the issue of books to subscribers.

At present the library contains over 900 volumes, selected from the works of leading authors, the books being chiefly novels, as the supporters of the library require literature for recreation.

The Library was established in 1909, and registered in the Supreme Court under the Mechanic’s Institute Act.

The founding of the library was due to the efforts of a Committee of Whangarata ladies, who organised a series of entertainments to provide funds. The number of volumes gradually increased, and today the library contains a selection that is a very great credit to all concerned.

There’s no date on that article but the next one is the Annual Report 1927/1928.

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Whangarata Public Library

Annual Report

1927 / 1928

As it was realised early in the year that there was no practical possibility of obtaining a separate building in which to house the library it was decided to approach the School Committee and to obtain permission for a cupboard to be erected in the school. This request was granted and in consequence a suitable cupboard was installed and for the greater part of the year books have been issued from the school. The Library Trustees are extremely grateful to Mrs J Wilson for so kindly allowing the books to remain in her house for so long a time. They fully realise the inconvenience caused to Mrs Wilson and consider that her generous action showed very fine public spirit. The new cupboard having been erected Mr J Thompson kindly varnished it while Mr P Cooney fitted it with the necessary lock etc. Sixty pounds eight and ten pence was spent on the purchase of new books. This enabled the Trustees to withdraw temporarily from circulation about 200 books and to place in circulation some 380 new books. An attempt was made in the purchase of these books to lay a firm base of approved books of good quality. With a considerable sum of money in hand it would of course be possible to withdraw still further books from circulation and replace these with new volumes. This point might be considered and opinions expressed by the public would be carefully weighed by the incoming trustees.  The thanks of all subscribers are due to Miss Jean Wilson for so ably discharging the duties of librarian.

O E Burton Hon Sec

I wonder if any of my Watson aunties and uncles remembers nana (Jean) talking about being a librarian or the books being stored at Emily and Jack Wilson’s house? Remember the Whangarata School burned to the ground in 1925 so the library trustees would have needed to find somewhere to store the books they purchased with the insurance money they received after the fire.

The balance sheet from 1927/28 shows the subscribers  to the library.

balance sheetI presume the large amount of money in the bank (over 100 pounds) would have been the insurance money.  Notice the Mr D G Watson on the list. Do you think he went to the library to get books or to see the librarian? About seven months after this balance sheet was produced David George Watson and Jean Charlotte Wilson were married.

David George became quite involved in the running of the library. By 1929 he was secretary and received this letter from the Education Department.

dg watsonSeems most of the subscribers must have liked reading fiction books. Certainly Rev. C A Vaughan did – he left this note for Miss Wilson

rev vaughanI found in the list of library books that No 285d was Victory by Joseph Conrad – first published in 1915.


Here’s a summary of the plot:

Through a business misadventure, the European Axel Heyst ends up living on an island in what is now Indonesia, with a Chinese assistant Wang. Heyst visits a nearby island when a female band is playing at a hotel owned by Mr. Schomberg. Schomberg attempts to force himself sexually on one of the band members, Alma, later called Lena. She flees with Heyst back to his island and they become lovers. Schomberg seeks revenge by attempting to frame Heyst for the “murder” of a man who had died of natural causes and later by sending three desperadoes (Pedro, Martin Ricardo and Mr. Jones) to Heyst’s island with a lie about treasure hidden on the island. The three die (Wang kills one) but Lena dies as well and Axel is overcome with grief and commits suicide.

Hmm, sounds a bit racy for a man of the cloth to be reading don’t you think?

No. 784a was Mr Ramosi written by Valentine Williams in 1926

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No. 322 was Sorrell and Son written by Warwick Deeping in 1925

warSorpbFinally, here’s the incorporation document for the library.

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This photo should bring back a few memories for people.

Whangarata Hall

Whangarata Hall

Sadly, past its prime when this photo was taken but still recognisable as the Whangarata Hall.

Here’s another view of the building. Thanks very much to Phyllis for these photos.

whangarata hall croppedI have a memory of going down to this hall (presumably with other Whangarata School children) and having to help sweep the hall clear of thousands of dead bees before we could use it. I don’t remember what we actually did in the hall other than sweep bees!

This is the Application for Incorporation for The Whangarata Hall Society (Incorporated). Lots of Whangarata surnames there – Ewing, Watson, Cooney, Wilson, Bullock, Coad and Waterhouse to mention a few.

National Archives reference number BAEA A296 5579 138 1914 1931/36.

National Archives reference number BAEA A296 5579 138 1914 1931/36.

Garnet Arrowsmith was the solicitor for the Hall Society. This photo is of his Legal Chambers which were situated in Liverpool Street, right next door to the Post Office. This building later became the office of Colin Rankin Sturrock. At some point it was re-built as it is no longer a wooden building. Garnet Arrowsmith commenced legal practice in Tuakau in 1920 according to an article in King Country Chronicle published on 2 September 1920. He died aged 66 in 1946.

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Photo courtesy Tuakau and District Museum Society

Here’s another photo from Phyllis (that’s her in the centre of the front row). Who can name some of the others in the photo? I think it’s Elsie Verner (nee Watson) at the far right of the front row.

Whangarata Tennis Club - pictured on the tennis courts at the Whangarata Hall

Whangarata Tennis Club – pictured on the tennis courts at the Whangarata Hall

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It’s blackberry season so I thought I’d share a couple of recipes. The first one comes from my great grandmother’s recipe book. Emily (nee Farmer) Wilson wrote this recipe in February 1926. She was given the recipe from some neighbours who lived about a hundred yards along the road from her house – the Watsons! A little over two years later Emily’s daughter Jean was to marry David George Watson. I wonder if David plied Jean with blackberry wine during their wooing days? It’s nice to think that the Wilson and Watson family were friendly enough to exchange recipes. This recipe might be a good one to try if you have a handy blackberry patch – sounds relatively easy – no boiling required apparently.

homemade blackberry wine watsons 1926 croppedhomemade blackberry wine watsons 1926 page 2 The other recipe comes from my mum’s “mouse book” – so named by my son Tony because it looks like it has had a wee mouse nibbling it!

mouse book mumThis mouse book makes me think of this Scottish toast

mouse toast

Translated below:
May the best you have ever seen
Be the worst you will ever see
May a mouse never leave your *girnal
With a tear drop in his eye
May you always keep hale and hearty
Till you are old enough to die
May you always be just as happy
As we wish you always to be

*girnal is a place for storing grain

The recipe is for bramble jam (brambles are blackberries)

bramble jam mum recipeFor those who don’t know, Certo is liquid pectin (setting agent usually used to ensure jams and marmalade set firmly)

certo imageMum bought the recipe book when she first came to New Zealand in 1953. Here’s the inside front cover with her name and address – Miss Lesley Hutton, 71 Geraghty’s Road, Tuakau, South Auckland, New Zealand.

mouse book mum inside coverThis recipe book has definitely seen better days but is something I will never throw out.  Some of the recipes in the book bring back memories – like Nell Ewing’s ice cream recipe made with a tin of evaporated milk. Yum, I really loved that ice cream. Mary Bell’s Welsh cakes are delicious, even though they have a cup of lard in them! Mrs Geraghty’s ginger ale fruit cake is divine – I’ve made that several times. Mum’s corned beef fritters are a regular in this household – I always make them using the last little bit of corned beef that’s been cooked in the crockpot. Mum used to use a tin of corned beef when she made them. Then of course there is mum’s famous fudge recipe. Everyone in our family loved “gran’s fudge” – except it turns out it wasn’t her recipe after all – it was Mrs Truman’s fudge recipe! I don’t know who Mrs Truman was, but her fudge sure is fantastic. Does anyone else have recipes that bring back memories?


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