THE PORTSEA BLAKE'S FAMILY TREE  

UPDATE , !!

At the end of  the First , " The Portsea Blake's Family tree " ,  I  believed that a John Blake was the father of George Blake, b, 1822 , I have since found this to be untrue  , after further investigation  , and with the help of other family trees , I have found ,  the father of George Blake b , 1822 , was a Jonathan Blake , b , 1778, 

his mother is said to be Ann Jolliffe , b , 1786 , Jonathan has 10 brothers and sisters , making Eleven in total.

  Jeremiah , b , 1800, James , b , 1793 ,  Mary , b , 1797 , Maria , b ,1799 , John , b , 1791 , Hannah , b , 1795 , James , b ,1785 , (  Henry ,b , 1813 , Elizabeth ,  b , 1816 , and Daniel , b ,1810 ) .

The father and mothers  of these ten children was , Jonathan Blake , b , 1757 , and Sarah Wadmore/Blake , b , 1766, they had the last three children .

Jonathan Blake , b , 1757 ,  and  Mary Jacob / Blake , b , 1756 , for the first eight . 

I have not  found out who  Jonathan Blake's , b , 1757 ,  father is yet , but I hope to update this again soon.

I hope you find this as interesting as I do !! .

All the best to you all , Melvyn Blake.

   

                                          

Isobell Lilly Rose Dewfall.

                                        A Mother's Loss

                           Isabella  lilly  Rose  Dewfall

                                                                  STILLBORN

                      Isabella  Lilly Rose  Dewfall,    Our new Grandaughter, only she's not, she died in her Mother's womb two weeks before her birth date, Her Mother so proud posted her swollen tummy on Facebook, she could not wait for the beautiful birth of her Child , then just before Easter  the baby stopped moving, fearing the worst she went with her partner to the Hospital,  they did a series of test, Mother growing more fearful by the minute ,all was lost, the beautiful baby was dead, she rang her Mother to tell her the bad news,  her mother  my wife in turn told me , at first we were stunned we just could not believe it, what could possibly have gone wrong, then we both started to cry , not just for ourselves but for my daughter and  her four children , they were so excited to be having a new brother or Sister , they have yet to find out, my daughter asked us not to say anything to the children as she wanted to tell them herself when she came home , the children were staying with us whilst our daughter and her partner went to the hospital, drying our eyes and trying not to show our pain, we went into the living room, the children were anxious for their Mummy and asked if everything was all right , we lied! we told them  that we were still waiting for further results ,and that mummy will tell them all when she gets home.

when she came home, and through the door, the children gathered around her, asking lot of questions, she took them into the front room and gathering them about her and her partner on the settee , she started to tell them that she had lost the baby, within minutes they were crying, and my wife and I doing the same in the other room , but we, as Parents keeping a protective eye on the event unfolding in the other room, that longing feeling to cuddle and protect but being unable to interfere with another mothers duties, looking through the door and watching all the sadness unfold, the children cuddling their mother and father, the misery on their poor faces , the urge to get in and take control ,to gather them all up in a protective bubble , but it was not for us to do, they had to go through it by themselves , after what seemed like an eternity they seem to gather themselves together and reverted to lots of cuddles and kisses, and slowly things started to settle down,  after a while my daughter and partner excused themselves and went back to the Hospital to start labour.

The next morning at about ten o'clock the telephone rang , my wife picking the phone up listened intently, once again tears started to flow as we found out that it was a girl, very beautiful ,all fingers and toes in the right place, she was beautiful, she was 6lb,3.1/2 oz ,  she was born ( Delivered,) on the 20 , April, 2014, at 9.44 , Her name was , Isabella  Lilly  Rose, Dewfall, one day before her Mother's Birthday.

As quick as we could we rounded up the children and went straight to the hospital, their Mother had requested the children should see the baby as soon as possible, when we reached the Hospital we took the children straight to their mothers room, there we found the local vicar was in attendance and was preparing to Bless the baby, Beside their Mother's bed , laid in a small basket was the baby, dressed in  a small baby grow, and a little woollen hat, she was the size of a small doll, a little Princess without the trimmings, but she was our Princess, and she was Beautiful , The vicar read a short sermon and prayer, and then a blessing , Isabella , Lilly , Rose, at this point I left the room, my tears were in big sobs, it was to me very heart breaking ,  after about 30 seconds I managed to pull myself together and went back inside, the children were handling it better than me, they were still crying but it was more of a quiet sob, the Vicar had finished  and was offering his condolences  to the parents, Their mother had explained to the children what to expect when looking at the baby ,she said the baby would not look too good and that she will lose some of her colour, and that she will feel a bit cold, the children accepted this an gathered around the baby to say their goodbyes, as children and full of sadness and curiosity they touched the baby's hand , and to my amazement went on to kiss their little Sister on the forehead, one by one they all said their goodbyes.

Back home with Granny and Pappy the children settled down, the youngest girl rubbing my back and asking her Pappy if he was all right ,I said I was, but in truth since I have aged, and lost too many family members I find it all to easy to cry.

The next day around Midday, the Children's Mummy and daddy suddenly turned up at the door,the children were pleased to see their mother ,but they could see she was not herself, they approached her with kisses and smiles at first, but very shortly it turned to tears once more , my Daughter looked very pale and tired, red eyes, and clinging onto her partners arm, seeing her Children she started to smile and greeted her Children with open arms and even more tears . 

Her partner looking so very tired, had supported her from the very beginning , never leaving her side, sleeping when he could in an armchair , but always there when he was needed, he has been a brick.


It is still not over , my Daughter and Partner have to make burial plans, at first they were told it may not be possible to have a plot in our local town as there is not enough space, this added even more stress but today news came in that it was possible after all to have the baby buried in our local  cemetery, the tears of relief from my Daughter said it all, a great weight had been lifted , and plans are hopefully on course for sometime next week.




                                          There is a poem that I would like to share with you.

An angel from the book of life

wrote down my babies birth

and whispered as she closed the book,

"Too beautiful for earth"

what makes a Mother.

I thought of you and closed my eyes

and prayed to god today,

I asked  what makes a Mother

and I know I heard him say.

A Mother has a baby

this we know is true,

but  god , can you be a Mother

when your baby is not with you?

yes , you can he replied

with confidence in his voice

I  give many woman babies

when they leave is not their choice.

Some I send for a lifetime

and others for a day.

and some I send to fill the womb

but there's no need to stay.

I just don't understand this god

I want my baby here

He took a breath and cleared his throat

and then I saw a tear.

I wish I could show you

what your child is doing today.

if you could see your child smile

with other children and say.

We go to earth and learn our lessons

of love and life and fear.

My mummy loved me oh so much

I got to come straight here.

I feel so lucky to have a mom

who had so much love for me

I learned my lesson very quickly

my mommy set me free.

I miss my mommy oh so much

but I visit her each day.

When she goes to sleep

her pillow is where I lay.

I stroke her hair and kiss her cheek

and whisper in her ear

Mommy don't be sad today

I'm your baby and I'm here

So you see my dear sweet one

your children are  o'k.

Your babies are here in my home

and this is where the'll stay.

They'll wait for you with me

until your lesson is through

and on the day that you come home

The'll be at the gates for you.

so now you see what makes a mother

It's the feeling in your heart.

it's the love you had so much of 

Right from the very start.

In memory of all the little children

so close, yet so far away.

my grand  daughter

ISABELLA    LILLY   ROSE   DEWFALL

This is not my poem,it was found on the internet, its outher , ANON?

but I think it is very apt,  

Melvyn.

                     

answer / Blake/ Family Tree/ Question, Portsea, Porthmouth, England

Looking for answers to the Blake's Family Tree of Portsea, Portsmouth, Hampshire, England.



Hello to you all, as you can tell I Have recently been interested in the Blake's family tree, I have searched high and low for information, and I have done quite well, not all of my family tree is in my previous blog's.

I have about 156 family members from different parts of the family, starting with Blake, Cumner, Davis, Devey, Dewfall, Gange, Griffith, Kendrick, Littlefield, Mathews, Pinder, Ross, Stevenson, Taylor, Write, Wheeler and Wills.

Well now I am stuck?, I am trying to find information on my great,great,great great Grandfather. John Blake.

So that's me ,Melvyn John Blake, b 1946.
my father ,Charles Hickox Blake , b 1900.    (Two Wives?!)
his father, Charles Hockox Blake, b, 1877.   (Two Wives?!)
his father, Charles Hickox Blake, b, 1852.    (Two wives?!)
 and his father, George Blake,b,1822
Then comes John Blake, no D.O.B.   no place of birth, but I think it is in Portsea, Portsmouth, England.
John Blake's name is on the Marriage Certificate of George Blake and Caroline Hickox/ witness.


So come on, if you know anything? , tap those keys!, and put a 67 year old man out of his misery


Thank you all------ MELVYN BLAKE.

Darkness, Sadness, A way to remember.

                            Loosing someone close.

I remember loosing my brother, it was not easy to cope, I started to write a little something that I call REMEMBER.

 I am in very low spirits, and I don't like the world very much, I think sadness is like that, you can be so low and still function, but the sadness still gnaws at your juts,I am thinking of my brother Eddie, his wife and children, how they must be feeling, anyway it went like this, but first the darkness,

How deep the Darkness, a Darkness like no other, a Darkness that is all around, bringing sadness to so many, a darkness that drags at our hearts, that brings tears to our eyes, that makes us wilt to our knees, praying for the light to refill our body and our soles, to brighten up our memories with all the joys and laughter that as died with our brother. 

Remembering them all one by one, A little boy, and then, our Mother, and there beside her stands my Brother, light from the Darkness comes with joy, with smiles of happiness from the little boy, 


Remember our love ones without trying
Remember our love ones without crying.

Remember the good times 
forget the bad.

Remember the good things 
forget the sad.

Remember the first date you ever had 
that tantalising moment when he held your hand.

Remember his arms around you holding you close
that heavy breathing next to your throat.

Remember that feeling of wonder at his very first kiss that knight,
that everything you did just felt so right. 

Remember the love you shared together.                                                                                               If only it went on for ever and ever.
                                                                                                                                                        Remember that white dress that you once wore,
the love the oaths that you both swore.

Remember the Uniform  he use to wear,
so proud, so straight, he knew you were there. 

Remember walking down that special aisle,
both of you with ready smiles.

Remember the people gathered all around 
confetti in your hair confetti on the ground.

Remember flashes of light cameras at the ready,
some aimed at you some at Eddie.

Remember at the reception, good times were had by all
looking at you two having a ball.

Yes,! Remember that day that you were both wed,
that joy that laughter, that evening in bed.

Remember his head on the pillow next to yours,
He gently sleeps He gently snores,

Prod him gently to make him move, its your undoing
so it will prove.

Remember the hand that held yours tight,
Remember the arms that held you at night.

Remember the love he gave to you,
when he felt unwell or maybe blue

Remember the children, one by one, the joy,                                                                                            the laughter and all their fun.

Remember the smile upon his face ,                                                                                                      if his children beat him in a race.

Remember the walks you used to take,
maybe a pond?, a boat on a lake?.

Remember the assurance he gave to you,
when he held your hand and took you to school.

Remember at Christmas,
the presents you had, some for you and some for dad.

Remember the ice creams on a hot summers day ,
Remember the church where you use to pray.

I LIGHT A CANDLE TO SHOW THE WAY
IN GODS LOVE I HOPE YOU STAY
THE LIGHT OF OUR LOVE WILL LEAD YOU ON
TO GOD OUR FATHER AND ONLY SON.

Its important to remember, to let the light enter the Darkness, to brighten up our lives, to bring a feeling of well being to you and your families,  the glow of his memories will keep you warm.





 I am not a poet, its just something that I wrote when I was feeling very low, it helped me get through the dark times of my life,there was a lot of emotions going on,anger,sorrow, loss,wast, death, I have lost my Mother, brother, mother in law, father in law,uncle, uncle, nephew, and a number of good friends.

                                                       I just do not like it.

BLAKE WEDDINGS

                                                             BLAKE WEDDINGS


                                                                THE MOTHER

                                                            
           
                                 Here are the daughters of Beatrice May Blake / nee Cumner

These are some of the weddings of the Blake family,  I thought it would be nice  to show you some photographs of their weddings, starting with my sister Iris.
                                                                                                                                               

                                                                     Sister Iris

                                                                              

                    This is my sister Iris and her husband bill, or William Griffiths,
                    the bridesmaid is Gloria Hawkins, and of course me Melvyn Blake

                                                                              

             These are my sisters Sylvia and Shirley, Bridesmaids for my sister Iris.
What you should know, is that in them days they use to make their own wedding and bridesmaids  dresses, ( in the background you can see the mast of H.M.S. Victory, ).
                                                                        
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                                                                        Sister Marion

                                       Below is my sister Marion and her husband Ken Ross,
Mother stands on the far right, my sister Daisey in front of her, I am not to sure who the other bridesmaids are yet, I will try to find out their names.
                                                                                                                                        

                                  Again they made their own wedding and bridesmaid  dresses

                                                                           


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Below is is my sister daisy and her husband Sid or Sidney Ross , (no relation to the other Ross, ).
my sister Iris is the Bridesmaid this time, and of course most of the family is there.
                                                                       

                                                                       Sister Daisey



                                                                              

                                                                                

                                  Mum, Shirley , Bill, Marion,  Edward, ken, Iris, George, Sylvia
                                                                Peter,  Ralph, Melvyn, Richard
                                                           and two little ones I'm not sure about


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This is my sister Sylvia and her first husband George, my sister Shirley is again one of the bridesmaids

                                                                      

                                                                        Sister Sylvia


                                                                                

As you can see the family is getting bigger  and older.

Lets just say we are all there.

I just had to show you the close up of my little sister. 

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This is the little girl in the last photograph all grown up and getting married herself, she married Peter Kendrick, a nice lad, but I did fell sorry for him, all five boys had gone up to him separately to warn him off, you know !! look after her or else !!.  poor boy?, but I will say, he has done a good job.



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          Well I could not leave myself or my wife out, so here we are , not dressed in white, but the choice was hers, and yet even after forty five years, I do feel guilty she did not have a white wedding.              
                                 

                                                     Perhaps she will have White the next time.


                      I will add more photographs of the rest of the boys when I get them .                               

The Portsea, Blakes Family Tree ,

                                   BLAKE FAMILY TREE

I have to admit from the outset , I am no computer man , this is very hard for me to get my head around , but here go’s

　

　

My father was Charles Hickox Blake , born 10 , May 1900 Died 29 September 1972. married Beatrice May Cumner , born 5 may 1909 ,Sandhurst ,Berkshire Died  2000

His father was Charles Hickox Blake . born 19 January ,1877 Died march 1944.

           Children, Daisy, b 1899         Charles, b 1900 d,1972.  Frederick, b 1916 d, 1977

Married Sarah Jane Wheeler , Born Portsea Hampshire

His father was Charles Hickox Blake . born 20 November 1851 ,unknown date of death. Married Abigail Allan, Born Bridport Dorset
Children, Caroline, b 1875 .Charles, b 1877. Ellan b 1879. Jessie b 1881.
Flora, b 1883, Captain ? b 1885, Harry, b 1887, Annie, b 1888 ,
Beatrice b 1890, Lottie, b 1891.

His father was George Blake, borne abt ,1822 he married Caroline Hickox , born abt, 1821, married in Alverstoke Gosport, Hampshire

George and Caroline had 6 Children,

George Blake b, 1843
Caroline Blake b,1844
Sarah Blake, b 1850
Johnathan Blake, b 1848
Charles Hickox Blake, b1852
Harriet Blake, b 1855
Keziah Blake, b 1857    d1861
Rosina Mathews, b 1871(granddaughter ,)?

John Blake baptised 1798 is believed to be my Great, great, great, great grandfather, father of George Blake . (but not confirmed as yet!!,)

Charles Hickox Blake is my great, great , great Grandfather.

　

My father Charles Hickox Blake, Married my mother Beatrice May Cumner

She Married my father in Berkshire in 1929

　

She  had 11 children ,6, girls and 5 boys.

The Girls.

Iris Irene,                         b,28,10,1930

Marion Rosina,                b,16,5, 1932

Daisey Nora,                    b,24,3, 1934

Sylvia Beatrice Abigail     b, 23,7,137                                                                      

                                                                                                                                

Shirley Mary                     b, 9,10,1936                                                             

Rita   May                b,12,3,1952                                                                                                  

The boys                                                                                          

Edward Charles       b,  1939                                                                

Richard Arthur          b,  9,10,1940

Ralph Allan               b,1,10,1942                                                                                             
 

Robert Peter             b, 2,2,1945                                                       

Melvyn John              b,16,6,1946                                                 

 

 

 

 

                                        Below is a Photograph of the Blake family

 

 

 

 

 

Unfortunately we lost our oldest brother Edward in 2010, he joined our mother up in Heaven

 

 

 

 

                     Our Mother, Beatrice May Blake ,Born, 1909, Died 2000

 

 

 

 

 

 Here we are again, all pretending to be happy after our mothers wake, keeping up the upper lip, but silently crying inside .  that's me in the black shirt at the back, the good looking one,!!

 

 

Below is the Blake's family tree as I know it , most of them were born in Portsmouth Portsea , Portsmouth .

 

 

I have a photograph of my father (see Below ), I only met him once, read my, http//melvynsmudlarkinglifeinpompy.blogspot.com for a bit of a laugh .

                                                           My FATHER

 

My fathers brother's and sister's was, Teddy Frederick Blake, b, 1916, d, 1977, he my have had a sister, but I think she may have died  at a early age, her name was Daisy Blake, she was on the 1901 census but not on the1911 , he had two more brothers and three more sisters , their names were , Edmond Harry Blake, Ernest William Blake,  Lilly Violet Blake, Beatrice Abigail Blake, and,  Elsie Mable Blake.  (I am looking into that side of the family now, I will add more as I get it ) .

                               I  have a photograph of my Grandfather ,  see below .

                                 Both of them are named Charles Hickox Blake

          In this photograph their is my mother, her parents, and my father's parents

                                                              see  below

     this would be mr, and mr's Cumner, /mother, /Charles and Sarah Blake/wheeler

 

 

 

 

                                     This is my wife SHIRLEY and me, MELVYN

 

 

                                                    MY BLAKE FAMILY

             MELVYN JOHN BLAKE, Married to SHIRLEY BLAKE /NEE DASH .

 

I married my wife 1'st July 1968, I had not long been discharged from the Army, I had a medical discharge which meant I was entitled to compensation.

I asked my future bride what she would prefer, a white wedding, or new furniture for the house, she chose the Furniture .

We were married at Sturminster Newton, Dorset, they called it a registry office , but standing there, I can assure you it was anything but, it was the law courts, we stood before the judges bench, feeling like prisoners before the dock, we were both visibly shaking, saying our vowels and generally looking quite sick, when it was finished we were both relieved , we could not get out of there fast enough.

Our first child was a girl, we had 5 children.

                                       

ANITA MAY BLAKE,B,4,1,1970, (Sherborne Dotset,) Michel Will, 3, Boys

Martin Wills, Kyle Wills, Charley Wills.

DARREN ALAN BLAKE, B,1,10,1973, (Portsmouth,) C,L,Wife,Barbara Bastable,

2, boys, Danial Blake, Louis Blake.

SHARRON LIZA BLAKE, B, 14,7,1972, (Portsmouth,) SINGEL,

ALAN JOHN BLAKE , B, 26,8,1981, (Portsmouth, ) SINGLE

MELANIE LOUISE BLAKE, B, 21,4,1983, (Sherborne Dorset, ) Partner, David Dewfall, 4,Children, 3, girls 1, boy, Melanie Dewfell, Angelina Dewfell, Juliet Dewfell, Harry Dewfell, ( and one on the way ,?? )

　

I remarried my wife shirley on the first 25 years of our marriage, we had our rings blessed at Sherborne Abbey, Dorset,and it is my intent to renew our vowels at 50 years , if she will still have me ,! (5 YEARS TO GO !! )

I am now 67 years old, and things are starting to get a bit shaky, you know ?, take the pills and get on with it .

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  blakemelvyn@gmail.com

CUMNER FAMILY TREE

                                                       
                           

                                       Cumner  Family Tree

I feel at this time I need to cover my Mother side of the family, so with the help of this computer I will tell you what I know .(or think I know !!,)

My Mothers name before she married my father, ( Charles Hickox Blake ) , was Beatrice May Cumner.

She was born 1909 in sandhurst Berkshire,


Her father was Ernest Edward Cumner born 22 June 1876 in Cambridge town.  *****

He married, Marion Rosina Davis, in 1897, she was born 1878 in Basinstoke .

My Great Grandfather was, Sidney Cumner, born abt 25 Nov, 1827 in Newbury,

He married, Miriam Crane Mathews, born 9 April 1844 in Aldershot, Hampshire .

My great great Grandfather, Sydney Cumner, born abt 16 Nov, 1788 in Ogbourne st George.

He married, Hannah Write born 1796

My great great great Grandfather ,John Cumner ,born 1785 .

My mothers Mother, had 12 Children in all ,

　

Daisy Marian Cumner

Dorothy Louisa Cumner

Floretta Alexandra Cumner

Elanor Rose Cumner

Sydney James Cumner

Thomas Fredric

Beatrice May Cumner      ***

Elise W cumner

Nina Phyllis Cumner

Edward George Cumner

Richard Arther Cumner

Robert Henry Cumner

I will try to introduce some photograph as I go along .


     This is my great, great, grandparents, I think, Sidney Cumner,and, Miriam Crane Matthews.

                                                                       BELOW
                                    This is my great, great, grandmother, Marion Rosina Davis

BELOW

This is my great grandmother, Marion Rosina  Cumner, /Davis

                                                                        BELOW
                                      This is my mother Beatrice may Cumner, /Blake

 

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There is a site, Stephen Bagfords Pages, he has a bigger insight to the Cumner family, he has some of the same photograph that I have received from my family, I will add what I can .

BELOW

These are the brothers of  my mothers father,

their parents , SydneyCumner, Hanna Cumner,/Wright

Starting top left ,George Cumner, Charly Cumner, Arthur Cumner,

Thomas Freadric Cumner, Great,great Grandparents Cumner, Chris Cumner,

                  Harry Cumner,     Ernest Edward Cumner,    Richard Cumner 

               

*****

                                        Great, Great, Grandfather, Ernest Edward Cumner .

This photograph is of my mother  her mother and father Ernest Edward Cumner and Marion Rosina Cumner,/ Davis, and the in laws, Charles Hickox Blake, and Sarah Jane Blake, /Wheeler .




                                                       More to follow as I find it .


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