What a fabulous afternoon being a part of celebrating the Centenary of some women getting the vote! We all gathered in Mawnan Smith – The Mawnan Smith W I, singers from my choirs, Guides, Brownies and Rainbows and many supporters and we marched along to Trebah Gardens, singing some of the way when we had enough breath! We finished in the amphitheatre and sang for all the wonderful people who had joined us along the way. Such a wonderful feeling of solidarity, such a deep feeling of community and an acknowledgement that there is still some way to go and that we must carry on where our sisters have fought before. Click on any photo for a bigger view and the caption.
Category Archives: Suffragettes
Cornwall is very beautifully yellow at this time of year – Primroses in the hedgerows, Daffodils along the verges, Forsythia in gardens, Dandelions, Celandines and Gorse just everywhere, down every lane we travel along.
We bought the magazine Cornwall Today yesterday because there is a feature on Port Isaac where family will be staying this summer. Imagine my delight to find a short article about me and my Suffragette Great Granny! I had completely forgotten the phone call some months ago!
Bees have arrived in our garden. They love the Rosemary flowers.
We drove into town today and walked around so I managed some exercise. My ankles have lost their leaden feeling which I woke up with and I am still pain free………… We were delighted to find that our local Greengrocer now supplies paper bags rather than plastic – brilliant!
There has been a new stamp issue today to commemorate the Suffragettes and the Suffragists and their success in winning the Vote for some women. Those who know me, will know that my Great Granny was a Suffragette and those who receive a Christmas card from us will have one of the special stamps on their envelope! I bought enough today for all our Christmas cards.
Our lovely bunch of Alstroemeria have opened and are brightening the hall. We had sunshine today and it streamed through the house lightening up the blooms.
We woke to snow! What a treat for us here in Cornwall and it was all gone by lunchtime. Click on any photo for a wider view.
Today is the Centenary of Women’s Suffrage, 100th anniversary of the Representation of the People Act 1918. It was legislation that enabled all men and some women over the age of 30 to vote for the first time and paved the way for universal suffrage 10 years later. I have been publishing Suffragette Diary as my contribution to the Cause. Today has brought some special news and a song.
In my post yesterday, I shared my research which had led me to think that the anonymous Suffragette was, in fact, Gladys Roberts. To my delight, that has been confirmed today by a researcher friend. Thank you, Lesley . And that is not all……
Lesley has also discovered information about my Great Granny, Mrs Wiseman, whom we knew had been force fed in Holloway for which she received the Holloway Brooch but we knew no more. Now we know what Mary Wiseman did. At 53, she was an activist in Manchester and joined several other women in London in an attempt to present a petition to the Prime Minister. When the police tried to prevent the women, they ‘obstructed’ and some hit the police. For this they were arrested, taken to the Magistrate’s court and imprisoned. One of the cuttings mentions Winston Churchill watching from behind the railings!
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I had a message as I started to transcribe the Diary from a songwriter who wanted to use it in creating a song about Suffragettes. ‘Of course,’ I said and here is the song, many phrases of which you will recognise if you have read the Diary. Thank you, Matt, it’s brilliant! https://museumsongwriter.wordpress.com/the-songs/
We found some beautiful tulips on the table when we arrived in the kitchen this morning, left by our lovely daughter to wish me the best for this evening’s Preview performance. They are purple and white with green leaves – just perfect! Keen eyed readers may notice that I bought that beautiful Kingfisher tea-set that I was ogling in the antique shop!
In the performances of ‘Until the Day Break’ I am singing ‘March of the Women’ with nine others and it is just brilliant! I have a facsimile Suffragette sash given to me years ago by my Mum but don’t want to risk the silk in the rain so today I went to one of my favourite shops and bought ribbons and this afternoon, I stitched up a sash.
The song was written by Ethel Smyth and was sung in Holloway by the imprisoned suffragettes, conducted by Emmeline Pankhurst through the bars of her prison cell using a toothbrush as her baton. I like to think that my Great Granny, Annie Wiseman, who was also imprisoned in Holloway for her part in the movement, was there at that moment and was singing March of the Women. I am singing it in the show with the passion that she must also have had and I can feel her pride.
The Preview performance went very well. Everybody loved it! The first night is on Thursday.
On this day in 1911, the suffragette Emily Wilding Davison was found in a cupboard in Westminster where she had hidden herself. She did this to record her address on the night of the census as being ‘The House of Commons’ thus making her claim to the same political rights as men. This is just one of the many acts of the suffragettes which led to universal suffrage in 1928.
Emily Wilding Davison died in June 1913 from injuries sustained when she stepped in front of the King’s horse at the Derby to draw attention to the public injustice suffered by women. For readers who may be new to my blog, my Great Granny was a Suffragette who was awarded the Holloway brooch after her imprisonment and force feeding in Holloway Prison. We are very proud of her part in the movement.
Aren’t these sheep just delightful? The shepherd dyes them with safe colours to amuse passers by. Not sure if this is ethical but it did make me smile.
OH, to be in England
Now that April ‘s there,
And whoever wakes in England
Sees, some morning, unaware,
That the lowest boughs and the brushwood sheaf
Round the elm-tree bole are in tiny leaf,
While the chaffinch sings on the orchard bough
And after April, when May follows,
And the whitethroat builds, and all the swallows!
Hark, where my blossom’d pear-tree in the hedge
Leans to the field and scatters on the clover
Blossoms and dewdrops—at the bent spray’s edge—
That ‘s the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over,
Lest you should think he never could recapture
The first fine careless rapture!
And though the fields look rough with hoary dew,
All will be gay when noontide wakes anew
The buttercups, the little children’s dower
—Far brighter than this gaudy melon-flower!
1 I had my daily dose of singing today at a wonderful workshop run by my lovely choir leader, Claire Ingleheart. The songs were about the Suffragettes and were both rousing and moving. The work shop is linked with a scratch performance tonight of a new play-in-progress by Natalie McGrath who wrote the wonderful Oxygen which you can read about here.
2 We are having days of sunshine and showers, heavy ones with hailstones but the flowers are still beginning to bloom.
2 The new leaves on the Honeysuckle caught the raindrops perfectly.