Granfer Henry Reads the News; Every Day Lives in Weymouth; 1884.

What I find fascinating about mooching through old newspapers is not only the sensational crimes and usual misdemeanours that fill the columns of the local papers, but also those mundane snippets that give us every day glimpses of our Victorian ancestors lives. In some sense, they really weren’t that much different from us. Take The…

The Victorians love of seaside fairy lights.

Living in a traditional seaside town as I do, I have grown up with, always loved, and miss terribly, the good old fairy lights that used to be displayed around the promenade, someone had rather poetically described them as a ‘necklace of lights,’ and that is just what they were, colourful jewels that once adorned…

Weymouth’s Victorian bandstands.

As children we used to spend hours on what was the old pleasure pier…when it was a proper pier, and not just a sorry excuse for what is left of todays pier. Near the end was a place where you could swim from. There were changing rooms, steps down to the water, a slide, diving…