Imagine if after being independent since leaving school,
if at the lowest point of your life,
when you were too ill and tired to even argue,
imagine if they told that despite the National Insurance you'd paid all those years,
you could only have one years's Employment and Support Allowance (ESA),
oh, and yes, you ARE fit for work, with 365 sick days last year and the year before.
Imagine interviews at the Job Centre where the staff agreed you were too ill to work,
But they had to keep seeing you and ticking the boxes,
And imagine that after that one year of just about managing
You now have no money,
You have to ask your family for everything,
You hope your friends understand why they never see you anymore,
You can never, ever, again make plans to do anything 'just for you' ...
The We are Spartacus forum and Sue Marsh of Diary of a Benefit Scrounger are continuing the campaign to keep the injustices of ESA and the changes to Disability Living Allowance (DLA) in people's minds. #ESAendgame
They've got hundreds of people writing in with examples of the outrageousness of the ATOS assessments (Work Capability Assessments, WCA). Telling them about the suffering of people who are worried sick about the situation.
Here's a couple of examples:
"So when did you get autism?" and "How long have you had Down's Syndrome?"
There are dozens more here.
They need more.
You don't have to be on ESA or DLA to write in and comment, tell them about a friend or family member or send them a link to a story you saw in the press.
Help them remind people the problem still exists.
“Alone we Whisper, Together we Shout”
Thank you.
Thursday, 7 March 2013
Wednesday, 6 March 2013
Wishful Wednesday - two for the price of one - Matthew Taylor and my cat
Wish number one: cat sleeping potion
Yesterday I woke at 10am from the best night's sleep I'd had in ages, the cat had not disturbed me all night and I think I had slept through from 1am without twitching once. I put this down to having been able to put the cat out in the lovely sunshine for a few hours in garden the day before. Plus - and I think this might be important too - I had spent the whole day resting, so wasn't over tired or stupidly full of pain killers when I lay down to go to sleep quite late.
Tonight she has so far woken me twice - 1:30am and 3am. It was cold and miserable most of yesterday and we had to go to Sheffield to the hospital in the afternoon in the only bit of the day the sun showed its face - so the cat didn't get an airing. And I was over tired so lay down to go to sleep at 10pm, meaning the cat didn't get her second supper laid out for her until she woke me. I now feel very groggy (and annoyed with the cat) and my stomach is telling me the cheese and crackers I had the last time I woke were NOT a good idea.
Wish number two (which is rather more in the spirit of the Geneabloggers blogging prompt): I wish I knew what happened to Matthew Taylor, the OH's 3x grandfather.
Yesterday I mentioned that I had found his seaman's ticket on Find My Past. This is the first positive sighting of Matthew that I've had in years, unfortunately it dates from 1845 and therefore brings me no nearer solving the mystery of his disappearance.
Matthew (b.1829) was the fifth son of David and Elizabeth Taylor of Castleford. David (b. 1790) was a Waterman or Mariner or Sloopman and appears to have owned boats too (1822 Trade Directory on Genuki). He was originally from Rotherham - I can only surmise he moved to Castleford as there were more opportunities for work. One of his brothers, Matthias Taylor (b.1787) also has a suspiciously mobile lifestyle, but I'm still working on that, however note the name Matthias, it's a family one and crops up fairly often.
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| 'In The Clearing Mist' by Roger Davies (from http://www.mytongallery.co.uk/index.htm) |
The parish records for Castleford All Saints church are missing from the West Yorkshire Archives for the period 1772 to 1835, however Family Search has a listing for Matthew's baptism on 5th Aug 1829. which I assume comes from the Bishop's Transcripts. His father is given as David Dennison Taylor and Matthew uses the middle name Dennison himself when he marries Susannah Rogers in Sutton, near Hull, in 1848.
The above gives me a problem though, two days ago I found Matthew's Seaman's Ticket. Or at least I think I did.
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| BT113 Matthew Taylor's Seaman's Ticket (from Find My Past) |
The Seaman's Ticket tells us Matthew first went to sea in April 1842, when he would have been twelve years old. At the time this record was made, January 1845 he was about sixteen years old, 5' 5" tall with auburn hair, a fair complexion and grey eyes. He has one voyage recorded, as a Boy on a ship registered at Goole which departed on a Home Trade voyage in June 1845. I can only assume the rest of his career was on river boats only and thus not recorded.
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| Marriage Certificate for Matthew Taylor and Susannah Rogers |
Matthew and Susannah have two children that I know of, Mary Ann born in 1850 and Aaron Rogers Taylor born in 1853. This Aaron is my OH's 2x great grandfather.
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| 1851 census for Castleford (from Ancestry) |
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| 1853 Baptism Entry for Aaron Rogers Taylor at Castleford, All Saints (from Ancestry) |
And that's the last we see of him ...
In 1862 Susannah, now calling herself Susannah Watson and as a single woman, has two children, Elizabeth and Christiana, baptised at Castleford - where you would expect the minister would know what was going on. I can't find a death for Matthew, I can't find a marriage for Susannah Taylor to a Watson and yet in the 1861 census she says she's a widow.
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| 1861 census for Rectory Street, Castleford (from Ancestry) |
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| 1863 burial for Elizabeth Appleyard Watson (from Ancestry) |
That's quite a small window to search - 1852 to 1856. But it hasn't helped, there are 28 deaths listed on FreeBMD for a Mat*hew Taylor from Q2 1852 (allowing for Aaron's conception) to Q3 1856 (when Elizabeth Watson was concieved), but none are in Castleford, and as ages aren't shown for this date range I can't even guess if the ones in other parts of Yorkshire or Lincolnshire might be him. He does not appear in any further census returns.
I can only assume he went back to sea and was lost. Or deserted Susannah and changed his name!
More about Susannah in my next blog. It's daylight now - I'll feed the cat again and see if I can go back to sleep.
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