Ah me !! Tuesday morning and I'm beginning to come back to life after the Heritage weekend ~ without Kate, there's no way I could have coped ~ after twelve years, this has to be the last time I'll do it, which is a shame as
it is really such fun and our visitors so interested and appeciative ~ come Sunday closing time we were both completely knackered, Kate and I, and she had a 4 hour drive home to Heptonstall, poor girl. We had 88 recorded visitors plus a dozen or so who
slipped through the net on Sunday afternoon when it was so busy, we were nearly over whelmed ~ so probably 100 in all which is pretty good considering nobody at all came on Sunday morning before 12.30 so Kate and Jean and I just sat chatting which was quite
jolly ~ but then they came in droves ~ at one time I had 7 in the sitting room, two sitting on the floor, Lucy was upstairs and had another 6 or 7 while Kate out on the yard had about a dozen more !! It would have been easier if they'd been evenly
spread throughout the day, but not to worry ~ we did survive !
I'll give copies of all my notes to the Civic Society as I believe they are starting a project on the history of houses in the town. I will also put copies with my deeds for whoever
comes after me ~ I dearly wish one of the family could take the house over but I guess they are all anchored around the country with jobs and schools and mortgages to consider ~ I will probably haunt the house, if that is possible ~ they could sprinkle
my ashes along the high wall among the glorious periwinkle ~ that would be a comfortable resting place.
Right ~ let's get back to the Sanders.
JONATHAN SANDERS :
In 1750, at 23 years old, Jonathan Sanders came to Whitby from Guisbrough to marry Mary Ward, widow of a sail cloth manufaturer who had been lost at sea. His manufactory was along Church Street in what is now known as Sanders Yard.
This material is taken from a document in the Archives of Pannett Park Museum : "Diary of Joseph Alfred Sanders 1823-1900, the great-great-grandson of 'my' Jonathan Sanders. The diary was written around 1880. I am grateful to the Librarian,
Christine Kroebel, for permission to quote from and refer to it ~ the Museum holds the copyright.
I am finding it difficult to write this piece ~ for one thing, there are JONATHANS in every generation of Sanders. I'll see if I can make it
more intelligible by starting with a simplified family tree of those Sanders who come into our story.
a) Jonathan Sanders 1696-1779 sail cloth manufacturer of Guisbrough
b) Jonathan Sanders 1727-1796
his son, sail cloth manufacturer, who built this house
c) Jonathan Sanders 1753-1829 his son, who carried on all his father's business ventures
Jonathan and Mary Sanders had three children
: Ann was born in 1752 but only lived a few months; Jonathan was born in 1753 and brother George in 1755. It was this Jonathan who built this house for his new bride and growing family. My friend Anthea pointed out how strange it is to find
a house of such quality tucked away in a terrace of humble tenements. This thought hadn't struck me, but could it be that Mary Ward and her first husband owned property in this yard (as the Sanders would too) and that two of these were demolished to
make room for their splendid new family house ? Until the house was ready for them, Jonathan and Mary almost certainly lived in the elegant and spacious accommodation above the shop and manufactory ~ accommodation that today is the Shepherd's Purse
B & B ~ and from what friends tell me, very comfortable it is too !
Coming as he did from a sail cloth manufacturing family, Jonathan was well able to carry on the Whitby business and expand it significantly. He also took over the Ward's grocery
shop at 93 Church Street, at the bottom of our yard ~ it sounds as if he was a Richard Branson character of his time ~ with whaling ships, property all over the town, and in 1779 opening a private bank ~ Sanders Bank in what is now the 'Tog
24' shop premises.
Thursday morning September 18th ~ I realise I wrote much of this in an early blog :' no 28 / the Sanders' : though I don't expect you are all following faithfully
through all these entries.
Sunday 21st : Oh, Lordy ~ here we are at Sunday and nothing written since Thursday ~ the trip to Pre-Op at Scarborough on Friday seems to have knocked
me sideways though all info on hip ops is good ~ too limp to go into that today but hopefully tomorrow will get going again. The telly is playing up again, so can read all evening the wonderful book Ellen has brought me though print rather small
. . .