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Heavenly Snapshot - scene 4
By jean.day
29 June 2007
The Nailard bit of the family is very sketchy. Edith Wood, who wrote it, didn't provide a first name for Mary's husband or any details of children. But there were 2 men in their 80's who were farming in the same area in 1840 - so I am assuming one was her husband and the other his brother.

The Greenman Inn at Josesfield still exists and they apparently serve real ale.

Scene 4

March 25th, 1881

The scene is The Greenman Inn in Josesfield Sussex.

The scene is a bar, with three stools in front. Various bottles are on shelves behind. There is a full pitcher of beer on the bar. The Ghost sisters are standing behind the bar, three on either side of the inn keeper.

Characters for this scene:

Henry Nailard, aged 35, - grandson of Mary - typical farmer in looks and dress, big build, ruddy complexion.

Henry W. Nailard, aged 38, second cousin of other Henry, also with rough clothes and appearance.

Albert T Nailard, Aged 52, staying at the Inn, job is listed as Miller’s Clerk, somewhat slimmer and smart than his cousins. We are not quite sure of how he is related.

Thomas Hillman, Inn Keeper, aged 32. Smartly dressed, with shinny smoothed down hair.

Mary: Well, as I have chosen to find out about how my grandson is doing, I should give you a little background. I was nearly 80 when I died, but my husband Henry and his brother John both lived longer than me. They were rivals from the word go. Henry had the bigger plot of land. Henry had more servants. Then our son Henrycame, and he was trained as a wheelwright and his two sisters, Mary and Ellen lived at home with us. It was quite a good farm, some 300 acres, and he employed eleven men to help him run it. His brother John, was a few years older than him, also had a farm, but his was only 200 acres, and he had only 4 men working for him. They both had sons and grandsons called Henry. And John’s grandson was called Henry W to tell them apart, as he is much the same age as our grandson Henry. So I am anxious to see if things have settled down any over the years. This was our local, although I have never before today set foot in it.Maria: Here, some men are coming in. Let’s be quiet and listen in.

Thomas Hillman, Innkeeper: Good day, gentlemen. Nice to see you here. What can I get you?

Henry: I’ll have an ale, thank you Thomas. And we’re not together. It is just a coincidence that we arrived here at the same time.


(he sits down at the far right bar stool)

Henry W: I’ll have an ale too, inn keeper. And I am expecting someone to join me. I understand he has a room here, Mr. Albert Nailard.

(he sits down on the far left bar stool)

(Thomas takes two pint mugs from underneath the bar, and pours beer into them from the jug he has on the bar. He pushes them across to each of them.)



Thomas: Yes, indeed. Here you are gentlemen. That will be 3 pence each. Yes, Mr. Nailard has been staying here for some months now. Is he a relation then?


(They each dig a threp'ny bit out of the trouser pockets and put it on the bar.)

Henry: Not of mine.

Henry W: Well, I don’t rightly know, that’s why I wanted to talk to him. Maybe we have some kin in common way back when. With a name like ours, you don’t get many takers who aren’t related in some way or other.

(They start to drink their beer, noticeably not saying Cheers.

New man comes in from of stage left.)

Albert: Which of you gentlemen is Henry Nailard?

Both together: I am

Albert: (laughing ) Well, which Henry Nailard wants to get to know Albert Nailard - that’s me?

Henry W: I am the one who left the note for you. I wondered if you were our kin. There was an Albert Nailard who lived around here twenty years ago - and then he just disappeared. I suppose it might be you - you’re about the right age. But I never had anything to do with that Albert Nailard, and nobody ever said he was kin. Let me buy you a pint. What will you have?


(Albert sits on the middle stool. )

Albert: Same as you will be fine, thank you kindly.

(Thomas pulls up another mug pours him a pint and puts it in front of him. Henry H reaches in his pocket again for the right coin.)

Albert: Cheers. (raising his glass)

Both Henrys: Cheers. (raising their glasses)


They all sip their beer in silence for a minute.

Albert: Well if you are both called Henry Nailard, I assume that you, too, must be cousins, if you aren’t in fact brothers.

Henry: Yes, second cousins, but the families have never been close.

Henry W: So what are you doing in this area anyway?

Albert: I work as a clerk for the Miller.

Henry: And were you raised around here? You seem to want to keep things pretty quiet.

Albert: Yes, I was. And originally I worked as a coach builder. When I lived here before it was with the Ansells, you might know them.

Henry: Know them, yes. I used to work for them before I inherited the farm. But you didn’t live there then.

Albert: No, I spent time away learning my trade, and when I did, then I came back. Well, I married one of their daughters, so that is why we lived there, but we didn’t get on - so after awhile I split, and I have only come back now that I am getting older to see if I want to settle down here for my last days.

Henry W: So is she gone then, your wife? And did you never have children?

Albert: Well, I thank you, Henry for the drink, but my private life is just what I would like to keep it, private, so I will shake your hand, and say good bye. Nice meeting you, other cousin Henry. I hope you see it in your heart to make friends one day.

(Albert leaves the bar and goes off stage right, presumably to his room at the inn.)

Thomas: Will you have another, gentlemen?

Albert: No, thanks I have to be someplace.

Albert W: No, I need to be off too. See you again Thomas, and thank you.

(Albert and Albert W. go off stage left, being careful not to look as if they are together as they go out the door.)

Mary: Well, that wasn’t very satisfactory was it? None of them wanted to be friends with the others really, and we still don’t know for sure if he was a cousin or not. Not that I remember seeing or hearing about him, but you never know.Jane: Maybe he is one from the other side of the blanket, as they say, Mary. Maybe he is even your husband’s natural son or maybe his brother’s.Elizabeth: What a way to talk. I think it is about time we made our way back home.

Curtain closes.


 

Reviews

Written by Phil (6730 comments posted) 29th June 2007
You can pick your friends, but not your family, eh? 
 
Another interesting episode Jean. Fascinating to think what we have lost in terms of knowledge about those who have come before us - in this case, I'm guessing your in-laws' family. Argumentative lot! 
 
Phil

Written by woody44 (775 comments posted) 29th June 2007
`Eleven men to help him run the farm`....I suppose things were much harder, but we had a thriving agricultural industry. And what a pity they couldn`t have frozen the price of a pint! Interesting read as always Jean. As they say, nothing as interesting as folk... 
 
Roger.
Thanks Phil and Woody
Written by jean.day (2283 comments posted) 30th June 2007
There are many instances in my family and in Philip's where brothers and cousins and uncles do not speak, and go out of the way to avoid any contact even if they live more or less next door.  
 
I remember one situation in the States where it was the wives that hated each other. Supposedly one of them said the other would sleep with anyone, probably even her brother-in-law. So the wives had nothing to do with each other but the brothers sometimes go together on the sly for a beer.
P.s.
Written by jean.day (2283 comments posted) 30th June 2007
I should have mentioned that the beer was no doubt brewed by another relative - as the Michell family - which Elizabeth the ghost married into - were the main brewers in Sussex at the time - and continued up into the 20th century. Their name is mentioned frequently in the websits about brewing.

Written by Lizzy (800 comments posted) 8th July 2007
Enjoyed this too Jean. It is an interesting way of telling a family history story. 
Strange that you mentioned that beer was brewed by a member of the family. When you wrote about the Ansells I thought of beer, it's the name of a brewery that used to be in Birmingham. 
Lizzy
Thanks Lizzy
Written by jean.day (2283 comments posted) 8th July 2007
I am busy writing a real family history - and it is pretty boring so a bit of light relief with this was needed from my point of view. 
 
I think 3 of the ancestors were brewers - and in a big way - so it is not unusual that we have a lot of beer drinkers in the family.

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