Pendle Hill

Sunday’s Obituary – Mary Alice Musgrove (1887-1952)

Mary Alice Musgrove is my grand aunt – in other words my grandad’s sister. Her parents are Thomas Ainsworth Musgrove and Ellen Stowell, my great grandparents.

Mary was born on 14 December 1887 in Clitheroe, Lancashire.

I have Mary in all the census returns from 1891 to 1911 and in the 1939 Register. I can see from these documents that Mary was employed all her working life as a “cotton weaver”.

Mary passed away on 31 October 1952.

The following two articles were published in the Clitheroe Advertiser and Times on 7 November 1952.

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Neighbour’s Find

When Miss Mary Alice Musgrove (65), of 11 Brownlow Street, Clitheroe, did not go to work as usual on Friday morning, neighbours became worried and at lunch time one of them broke into the house and found her lying dead at the foot of the stairs, still in her night attire.

Miss Musgrove lived alone and was employed as a weaver at Sun Street Mill.

A post mortem was held but an inquest was found to be unnecessary.

 

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The cremation took place at Skipton on Wednesday of Miss Mary Alice Musgrove of 11 Brownlow Street, Clitheroe, who died suddenly, after a short illness, at her home on Friday. In accordance with her wish, her ashes were later scattered on Pendle Hill.

Miss Musgrove, who was 65, was employed for most of her working life at Jubilee Mill. She worked for some time at Foulsykes Mill, and, since it closed 10 years ago, she had been a weaver at Sun Street Mill.

Her two brothers and two sisters will have deep sympathy in their loss.

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Luckiest man alive?

All the torrential rain and flooding in Cornwall recently prompted me to dig out the newspaper clipping below.  This is an extract from the local paper in Clitheroe (Lancashire) published in 2000.  This particular piece looks back 50 years to 1950.  My dad, Graham Dawson (1930-2008) gets a mention – perhaps his first claim to fame.

To say my dad was a bit accident prone is perhaps an understatement.  Mind you the accidents were not always his fault.  However, enough for now – I will post again about my dad and mishaps.