Monday 20 April 2020

Wednesday 25 September 2019

How To Dance On The Grave Of A Clown

Joseph Grimaldi 1778-1837 

On a deliciously crisp December morning step through the gate of Joseph Grimaldi park on Pentonville Road. A little way ahead you will see a grave surrounded by ornate black railings, decorated with traditional Sock and Buskin theatrical masks and sometimes swathed in party streamers or 'jewels'. Ignore this for a moment and walk towards the two coffin shaped sculptures set into the ground towards the right hand wall.
One ‘coffin’ is for renowned pantomime clown Joseph Grimaldi, the other for his mentor Charles Dibdin.

Musical Sculpture by Henry Krokatsis. Photo © HDT

Now remember the 1988 traditional film ‘Big’ and channel your inner child to jump and dance on the bronze plates which are configured to play ‘Hot Codlins’ the jolly story of a old woman becoming progressively more drunk as she tries to sell her hot sticky toffee apples. Composed by John Whitaker with lyrics by Dibdin, Grimaldi encouraged audience participation during the song so do ask your companions to shout the missing words and join in with the chorus. 
Take a short break after your exertions and perhaps savour a cold codlin before walking over to Grimaldi’s actual grave.

Grimaldi's Gravestone. Photo © HDT

Grimaldi suffered from depression and was terrified of death and grave robbers which may explain why he requested that his family remove his head when he died. To fulfil her fathers wishes his daughter reluctantly placed her hand on the doctors surgical saw. Turning away from the horror she still heard the crunch and splintering of the saw as it cut through bone and sinew..*

Performers at Drury Lane Theatre claim to have felt kicks from the long departed clown's boot and several to have seen his disembodied head eerily floating through the air backstage.

Sleep well everyone!

The young Grimaldi, in monkey suit, accidentally
hurled into the orchestra pit by his father.
From Memoirs of Grimaldi.

🎶 Hot Codlins 🎶

A little old woman her living she got 
By selling hot codlins, hot! hot! hot! 
And this little old woman who codlins sold, 
Though her codlins were hot, she felt herself cold; 
So to keep herself warm she thought it no sin, 
To fetch for herself a quartern of ..

Ri tol, etc. 

This little old woman set off in a trot, 
To fetch her a quartern of hot! hot! hot! 
She swallowed one glass and it was so nice, 
She tipp'd off another in a trice; 
The glass she fill'd till the bottle shrunk, 
And this little old woman they say got ...

Ri tol, etc. 

This little old woman, while muzzy she got, 
Some boys stole her codlins, hot! hot! hot! 
Powder under her pan put, and in it round stones; 
Says the little old woman, 'These apples have bones!' 
The powder the pan in her face did send, 
Which sent the old woman on her latter ...

Ri tol, etc. 
The little old woman then up she got, 
All in a fury hot! hot! hot! 
Says she, 'Such boys, sure, never were known, 
They never will let an old woman alone. 
Now here is a moral, round let it buzz, 
If you mean to sell codlins, never get ...

Ri tol, etc. 

CV Artist Henry Krokatsis

Memoirs: Joseph Grimaldi, Charles Dickens, George Cruikshank, London, Routledge,1853.

The Pantomime Life of Joseph Grimaldi: Laughter, Madness and the Story of Britain's Greatest Comedian, Andrew-McConnell-Stott, Cannongate Books, 2009

There is an 1667 version of the song here:

Creative Review

Full lyrics of Hot Codlins from

Thursday 13 December 2018

Christmas Dolls

A visit to the Museum Of Childhood in Edinburgh is always a treat. Toys, games and playthings spanning centuries and continents jostle for attention in its timeless galleries.
Here are a selection of it’s most fascinating dolls and keepsakes from across the world. Some are perhaps spontaneously improvised, and others made by-make-do-and-mend parents unable to afford even the basics in life.

Now imagine cosying up under the Christmas tree to excitedly unwrap these beauties.
The photos are posted without title or comment, let your imagination run wild....sleep tight!

For more information on  The Museum of Childhood visit:

©️Heather Tweed 2018

Thursday 7 December 2017

George Sargent: The Forgotten Golfing Innovator

George Sargent: The Forgotten Golfing Innovator

‘The first recollections I have are of playing up and down the road, with a stick, with a knob or crook at the end, and trying to drive along a round pebble, in imitation of the golfers. It must certainly have needed some accuracy.’
George Sargent, Article in The American Golfer 1909

Idly flipping through the pages of a golf collectables book at Gloucester antiques centre recently, I paused and looked again. There in black and white was the signature of my great-great-uncle George Sargent. I had never met him and until my sister began a family tree a few years ago many of our ancestors and stories had been an unspoken mystery.

The book states that George’s signature was worth $350 in 2004. Further down the list, keen golfer Frank Sinatra’s signature is listed at $100 less. 

Using census, birth, marriage and death, and marriage records we had discovered that George was born at Brockham, Surrey in 1882, was a professional golfer, and had won the US Open in 1909. But what had lead him to America? Why is my sports loving father so disparaging about ‘glof’ as he terms the game, and why did I read about George introducing the use of motion pictures to study the golf swing when there appeared to be no obvious proof that he had done so?

In 1886 George Jonathan Sargent was an inventive, playful four year old living with his mother Amelia, father William, Alfred his five year old brother, and baby sister Rose Edith, my paternal great grandmother.

The family moved to Epsom soon after Rose was born and George began imitating the golfers at the nearby Epson Down Golf Club, seeking out little round stones and straight sticks with a crook at the end just the right size to practice with.

George often popped onto the course and soon became a caddy, carrying clubs, fetching stray balls and carrying out various duties. His father William worked hard, long hours as a maltster to support the family. The pressure on George to earn more money in a stable job must have increased when brother William was born in 1894.

Golf was George’s passion, his life, and we can only imagine the family conversations that I suspect lead to the families disparaging ingrained view of golf as a profession.

George was hardworking, willing to learn and had obviously made an impression at the club. Thomas McWatt took the enthusiastic youngster under his wing, and before his twelfth birthday George had begun a six year apprenticeship as a golf club maker with the professional golfer.

By the age of sixteen George was flourishing at the game and McWatt, along with famed golfer Harry Vardon, encouraged him to a quite exceptional standard and he later proudly declared that ‘I could hold my own with any scratch man’.

Harry Vardon took George to Canton golf club up in Yorkshire where he developed his game, learned how to teach golf and how to manage and design golf courses.

He then moved back to Esher, Surrey to be coached by Sir Edgar Vincent. His first game as a pro was at Muirfield in Scotland. By the end of the first round he was in fifth place. It created quite the buzz and Harry Vardon later commented that everyone was walking round asking ‘Who the blazes is this Sargent?’.

Great things were predicted for the young prodigy. After moving to Dewsbury in Yorkshire and winning several prizes, George competed in the prestigious ‘Open Championship’ at St Andrews, finishing in an astonishing fourth place.

By 1905 George felt he had outgrown the UK pro circuit and moved to the Royal Ottawa Golf Club in Quebec, Canada, leaving behind his pregnant mother and unmarried pregnant sister.

George and Beatrice on their wedding day 1907. Courtesy of Carol Hitchcock granddaughter of the couple.

In 1907 George returned to England to marry Beatrice Marguerite Pearce in Battersea and she joined him in Ottawa later that summer.A fruitful few years followed and George became a pro in New England at the course he had helped design - Hyde Manor Hotel in Vermont.In 1908 their first son, Alfred, was born in Quebec and in 1909 George left Beatrice in Liverpool as he sailed for New York on The Mauritania.

George put his time to good use practising, but fared very badly at the US Championship at Myopia. Feeling he could do nothing right he tore up his card in disgust; ‘When I cooled off and saw how bad almost everyone else was I realized my mistake, and promptly made up my mind I had torn up my last card.’

He put in weeks more practice in preparation for the US Open Championship and a few days at Garden City. Then something happened, ‘I commenced to develop a feeling I was going to win; that feeling never left me, and even when I started the first round 6555, which was enough to dishearten anyone, I never lost confidence.’ He determined to improve during the afternoon, started badly, improved then spent the rest of the match playing a tightly nudged game with MacNamara. On the ninth hole he heard clapping and someone said ‘You are level with MacNamara’ and a friend advised he kept cool. George felt no excitement ‘I might have been made of wood for all the feeling I had, there was just one determined object in my head to win.’

And by George did he win! He heard a great ovation from the Gallery and realised he had done the unthinkable.

He later modestly thanked his ‘brother pro’s’ for their generous congratulations, ‘I had come amongst them almost an entire stranger, and I thank them all for my kind reception.’

George proudly wrote ‘Golf Champion’ as his profession on the 1910 USA census. He played in another fifteen US Opens finishing six times in the top ten, and won both the 1912 Canadian Open and 1918 Minnesota State Open. Other achievements beckoned aside from championships, as the family dotted around America popping across the border to Canada and back to England intermittently with a steadily growing family.

George moved to the Chevy Chase Country club as head pro for seven years, then to Minneapolis, Ohio and Columbus, constantly re-designing and refining the courses he played on.George was a member of the Professional Golfers Association Of America from its beginnings and in 1921 was honoured to become the 3rd president, a post he held for five years.

       Selection of adverts. Courtesy Stephen Guyot,

During his time at Chevy Chase he was also busy designing, manufacturing and promoting his own range of golf clubs.

A well groomed mustachioed George stares from the posters;‘Hit Hard and Look Spiteful, is what you have to do with most clubs, Smile and Take it Easy, is all you need with the Champion Clubs.’During the 1920s George was confident enough with his teaching to give golf lessons on the radio and this seemingly batty idea may have led him to his next innovation.

C Francis Jenkins with one of his moving image inventions. Image: Wikipedia

Sometime before 1930 he had met C Francis Jenkins, a pioneer in motion picture apparatus as well as the development of television. Several years before, George had begun studying the golf swing with an incredibly focused eye, using stereoscope photography to analyse the science of stance, grip and angle.

We can only imagine his excitement at discovering that Jenkins had developed a movie camera that took an incredible 3200 shots a second. At the time an ordinary camera took only 16. George explained to the Sarasota Herald-Tribune that he and Francis could take ‘3200 pictures a second on 200 feet of film’ slowing ‘a golf swing down from something like one second to four minutes’. This is an achievement that OB Keebler described in the paper of 1930 as ‘the most important development, I suppose, in all the history of golf, so far as the teaching of this complex and baffling game is concerned.'

George chose his three subjects expertly, Harry Vardon his mentor and old style golfer, Bobby Jones a newer buck on the block, and Miss Joyce Wethered ‘the greatest feminine golfer who ever lived’.

Bobby Jones age 14, Miss Joyce Wethered in 1953, Harry Vardon. Images: Wikipedia

There were only four of these amazing cameras in the world and the film was produced by the PGAA; it must have cost a fortune considering the amount of film used. Around the same time George, ever the innovator, was experimenting on apparatus to ‘weigh’ a golf swing and by 1939 he had developed a cobbled-together machine that did just that. Along with analysis of champions' heights and weights, he calculated that the optimum swing for a win was 22° between the golfer's body and the golf club, all clearly demonstrated in Popular Science magazine.

Having pieced together George’s articles and quotes, I now have the proof of his early innovation using motion pictures to analyse golf techniques. The film that he worked on showing his three chosen subjects can be found on Youtube

George and Beatrice had 10 surviving children; several went on to be golf pros, teachers and course designers. 

George helped shape the future of golf through his application of innovative, practical scientific inventions. Perhaps it is because of his self-effacing, collaborative nature that much of his story has remained undocumented until now?

Heather Tweed is an artist, writer and educator. She has spent five years scouring dusty manuscripts and unopened tomes, bringing to life a remarkable character from the Victorian era.

Links and sources:

National Library Of Congress catalogue, 35 stereographs of famous golfers demonstrating golf techniques: searchId=1349&recCount=25&recPointer=18&bibId=13892809

How I won The Open Championship, George Sargent, American Golfer 1909:

Golf The Proper Way, The American Golfer, Vol 3 No. 6 April 1910:

This Game Of Golf, Sarasota Herald Tribune, August 5th 1930:

The Great Golf Hall Of Fame:

Golf Club Patents 1935, George Sargent & William H Vaughn: Scale “Weighs” Golf Swing, Popular Science August 1939:

The Right Clubs and Balls:

Analysis of Golf Swing film from Youtube video (above)

Gilchrist’s Guide to Golf Collectibles, Roger E Gilchrist & Mark Emerson, iGuide Media, Inc. 2004

Golf Club Patents, Sargent George, William H Vaughan, filing date Sept 4, 1935,
Serial No. 40,089:

Epsom and Ewell History Explorer, George Jonathan Sargent 1882-1962 Hazel Ballan 2012http://www.epsomandewellhistor...

Out of the blue I had a request to write a blog especially for Free UK Genealogy. It was the perfect opportunity to research my ancestor more fully and write the piece I had been thinking about for a couple of years.
Here is the blog on the website Free UK Genealogy

Tuesday 24 October 2017

C19th Edinburgh Sloan & Son letters discovered

Just legible 'Letter Book No.' 
I rarely walk past any bookshop without dropping in for a mooch, usually heading straight for the history, art, and antiquarian sections. A favorite is the Oxfam Bookshop on Park Street in Bristol. We visited on Saturday and I immediately spotted a largish, timeworn tome that smells beautifully of musty aged paper with a tinge of aromatic wood fire smoke.

The worn peeling label on the spine just about spells 'LETTER BOOK No.' embossed in tarnished gold. No number.

Inside, the first carefully cut pages are alphabetically marked as an index to numerous names and addresses. Twenty Four letters of the alphabet, with the exception of X but an additional Mc. Ah, we are in Scotland!

The next delight to discover are the following 500 pages. Fragile, translucent tracing paper with neatly copied correspondence, all in seeping sepia ink.

If you desire to know how much a wagonload of furniture would cost to transport from Liverpool to Waterbeck in 1870 this is the place to find out. '£30 per wagonload and 80 shillings per ton for loose goods' now you ask. 'This sum includes all necessary packing, housing, Railway and other charges.' Insurance is more, costing '20 per cent more'.

This delightful company, Sloan & Son, latterly of Queensferry, are 'ever true' 'sincere' and 'at your service’ although they can get a little snippy if you owe them.

I have only just begun to read the letters and spotted somewhere the cost per ton of transporting a consignment of marble pillars to a construction site, and a letter regarding the Royal Infirmary in Edinburgh.

The letters date from around 1860 to 1883 and include Captains, Revs, and more ordinary folk who could afford their services.

I recognize many Edinburgh addresses, and in the fullness of time look forward to exploring the letters in more detail, and researching Sloan & Son of Edinburgh.

If anyone can help point me towards any information or research material I would love to hear from you.

Can you spot the Mc. tab?

Tuesday 19 September 2017

Can you identify this 1920's family?

Can you identify the family or locations in these 1920’s stereoscope photographs?

During our customary month long stay at the Edinburgh Fringe Festival last August I decided 
to take an online course on the development 19th century stereoscopes. It was a fascinating and informative course enhanced by being delivered by the University Of Edinburgh. I could pop into the National Museum Of Scotland and had seen a linked exhibition in 2015.

I decided keep an eye out for a stereoscopic viewer whilst browsing in antique and charity shops as I wanted to experiment with stereoscope images for my artwork.

19th century stereoscopes are magnificent beasts but not always the most portable or storable objects, so I was delighted with a recent find.

Last week at the corn street antiques market in Bristol the first thing to catch my eye was this little portable viewer. A later date than I really wanted but the moment it was in my hand I knew it was mine. The weight, the materials, the texture. The mechanism  pops up and folds down into perfect pocketable portability.
I glanced at the double photographs within and struck a good deal with the stall-holder.

The first photograph in the pile was the jolly little boy looking cheekily towards the camera. I was further enchanted by the enormous polar bears at a zoo, frozen forever in their cramped mock Arctic environs.

Please do take a moment to look at the photographs. It looks as if the family are on holiday, a day out at the very least, precious enough to immortalise with a stereoscopic camera and processed as postcards. I have a feeling the beach may be in South Wales, perhaps the zoo and castle are there as well?

Do let me know if you recognise any of the family or the locations. I’d love to know where they are and if you may be related?

Images & text ©Heather Tweed 2017

Pens And Post Boxes Images Of Birmingham Jewellery Quarter

If you are not a magpie attracted to shiny things, or into expensive bling, you may think that Birmingham's Jewellery Quarter is not for you? Stroll around the historic industrial architecture and pay a visit to the fascinating pen museum and you may discover a few surprises.

All images © Heather Tweed 2017