PETER VINCENT TIMOTHY and ANNIE WEBB (1860 - 1919)
ERNEST AUGUSTUS TIMOTHY (1886 - ??)
Earnest Augustus Timothy, the first recorded child of Peter Vincent Timothy and Annie Webb was born on the 13 March 1886 at 60 Scotland Road, Liverpool. Lancs. Whilst his name is given as Timothy, as above, on the birth certificate, there is no name shown for the father and the birth was registered by his mother, on the 24th April 1886. She was recorded as Housekeeper (Domestic).
Address: 33 South Quay
TIMOTHY, Peter Vincent Head Married M 79 1832 Physician And Surgeon London Cripplegate
TIMOTHY, Annie Wife Married F 51 1860 Knutsford Cheshire
TIMOTHY, Ernest Augustus Son Single M 25 1886 Plater Liverpool
TIMOTHY, Percy Lionel Son Single M 21 1890 Engineers Apprentice Wigan Lancs
TIMOTHY, Gertrude Daughter Single F 19 1892 Home Work Wigan Lancs
TIMOTHY, May Ethel Daughter Single F 17 1894 Home Work London
TIMOTHY, Florence Daughter F 14 1897 Scholar Manchester
He is shown on the 1891 Census at 95 Wallgate, Wigan, Lancs. as aged 5.
1901 census at 50 Uttoxeter Rd, Longton, Staffs. aged 15 with PVT & mother Annie
He married Daisy H Gilham in the June Qtr. 1915 and there are two children, twins, born Dec Qtr.1916 registered in Dartford, Kent - Peter J and Anthony.
Where and when was Daisy born? Only Daisy H found was Dec Qtr. 1890 in Yeovil but a Hilda in Sept Qtr. 1888 in Yarmouth and a Daisy in March Qtr. 1894 in Docking, Norfolk.
Peter J married Iris L Gallant in March Qtr. 1941 in Gt Yarmouth and Jennifer M Timothy was born in 1948 in Gt. Yarmouth, she married Roger A Lye in Dec Qtr. 1969 and they have a son Jason.
MAUD EVELINE TIMOTHY (1887 - 1911)
Maude Eveline Timothy, the second recorded child and second daughter of Peter Vincent Timothy and Annie Webb was born on the 2nd December 1887 at St Anns Road, St Anns, St Helens, Lancs. The birth was registered by her mother with the name as above, but unusually, the father being given as Peter Vincent Timothy on the registration certificate has been crossed out, by the registrar!
1991 Census shows her to be living at 95 Wallgate, Wigan, aged 3, with her parents and brothers. Annie is shown as wife to Peter Vincent.
1901 census - 50 Uttoxeter Rd, Longton, Stoke on Trent - Maude E, aged 13,
She was recorded as having died 30th Jan 1911 in the Norfolk and Norwich Hospital from Influenza, she was a Nurse at the time, and was buried at Norwich Earlham Cemetery on 3rd February.
Maud Eveline Timothy died on 30 Jan 1911 following influenza, she lived in the Norwich area of St Stephen close to the Norfolk and Norwich Hospital where she was a Nurse
The following was sent to the Board of Management of the Hospital on 4th Feb 1911:
The following memorial, accompanied by the signatures of thirty four nurses, has been presented to the Chairman of the Board of Management.
“ The Nurses all feel that they would like something done to investigate thoroughly into the two recent losses amongst their numbers, wishing in no way to be disloyal to the Matron, the Home-Sister or any of their fellow Nurses."
The Chairman of the Board of Management having submitted the above memorial to the Nursing Committee, it was resolved that the Nurses be informed by the Matron that an investigation will be made on Friday next, 10th February 1911 a t4pm and that the Nurses be requested to appoint not less than six representatives to attend at the Board Room.
Signed by the Secretary on 4th February 1911
The investigation carried out on 10th February 1911 stated:
There was nothing in the physical condition of Nurse Timothy in the week before her fatal illness to lead the Home Sister or the Sister in charge of the Ward (2) or Mr Watson (he signed her death certificate) to think that she was unable to do her regular work.
That in the case of Nurse Newsley she was fully warned of the danger of nursing the “Typhoid Ear Case” and as soon as it was reported that Nurse Lewsley had sore fingers, the Junior Probationer on night duty was told off to attend the case in her stead.
After interviewing the Sisters of the Wards the Committee considers that the Wards are not and have not been understaffed during the last twelve months.
Whenever the ward work has been specially heavy, an extra nurse has been put on.
The Committee consider the Nurses ought to have approached their Matron with their complaints before communicating with the Nursing Committee, at the same time the Committee acquits the nurses of any wish to be disloyal in asking for an inquiry.
The Committee desire to assure the Nurses that the sad and untimely death of two of their workers has been deeply regretted by us all.
From the TBL booklet and replacing Ann for Maud
Referring to Florence (Tootsey).
Her eldest sister Maud made her dresses and coats, on one occasion as Papa was waiting in his carriage to take Tootsey on his visits with him, she appeared, guided by Maud, holding her hand, dressed in an exact copy of Maud's new outfit complete with large leghorin hat and parasol. Maud desperately wanted to be a nurse but had to wait until she was twenty-one.
Also from the booklet and updated to read as Maud :
Maud the child of Peter Vincent Timothy and Annie Webb Anne when she was about ten years old was said to be very tall and quiet. During the First World War Maud worked in the Hospital at Great Yarmouth, presumably a Military one and was a qualified sister, she became extremely tired, as all her wards were full, despite a terrible cold she insisted on working. One late evening on the ward she turned the gas lights down low and seemed to drift through the ward which was turning round and round until she finally fell to the floor, was rushed into the staff ward where she was left to rest but unfortunately she had a very high temperature and had to remain in bed for the next three days, on the fourth her health had deteriorated so much that she eventually died of pneumonia. This was the first her father knew, his and the families grief was unbelievable.
Whilst she was a Nurse she was never a Ward Sister, she was at the Norwich Hospital and died before the First World War of influenza.
Maud Eveline Timothy was buried in Section 48 Plot 1003 at the Earlham Cemetery, Norwich on 3rd February 1911.
PERCY LIONEL TIMOTHY (1890 - ??)
Percy Lionel Timothy, the third child and second son of Peter Vincent Timothy and Annie Webb was born on the 21 January 1890 at 95 Wallgate, Wigan. The birth certificate gives no father's name and only Percy Lionel's first names are given but on the 1891 Census he is recorded as being one year old and a son. Annie is recorded as being Peter Vincent's wife. He registered his fathers death in April 1919
GERTRUDE TIMOTHY (1891 - ??)
Gertrude Timothy, a daughter of Peter Timothy and Annie Webb was born on the 17th September 1891 at 95 Wallgate, Wigan, Lancs. and the birth registered by her mother on the 18th November at Wigan. Unusually this appears to be the only child of Peter Vincent where only one first name was given though she may have been baptised with another. It is probable that she is also the one detailed below.
GERTRUDE CORDELIA TIMOTHY & STANLEY PUGH-JONES
Details below from TBL booklet.
""Thirdly Gertrude Cordelia was born in 1889, slim, aristocratic, a secret arrogant and quarrelsome girl with a sharp clever wit. As the girls grew there were many admirers, Gertrude fell madly in love with a wealthy young aristocrat, Waveney Tayken, who wined and dined her, her dreams of the fine life seemed to be within her reach. Dresses were altered, sewing and stitching never ending. Tall, very slim and dark with her hair held back in a tight low bun with a rose behind her ear and a small curl on her cheek, looking fine and elegant she was taken to all the balls or was driven in a carriage to the race meetings, eventually he took her home to meet his family.
But, alas, she was not accepted, her family were not wealthy enough to provide a dowry. Heart broken, she broke down in tears and never really recovered from this let down of all her dreams. Later Stanley Pugh-Jones, a young subaltern and a Welshman from Llanelli who was introduced to Gertrude and fell in love with her, they were married and went to live in Llanelli"" There was one child, Peter.
MAY ETHEL TIMOTHY (17 APRIL 1893 - 1947) & William Ernest GREENWOOD (1893? - July 1947)
May Ethel was born on the 17th April 1893 at 235 Barking Road, Plaidstow, West Ham, Essex Registered on 25th May 1893 by Annie Webb, she is sometimes shown in a census as Ethel May. She married William Ernest GREENWOOD (died July 1947 at Maresfield, Sussex, England ) on the 7th Sept. 1921 at Stamner, Newhaven.
There were 5 children (Reg. Qtrs & place) Anthony W, b. Sept 1922 d. Dec 1922 Newhaven, William T, b. Mar 1924 d. 1948 Uckfield, David Norman b. Dec 1925 at Home Farm, Stamner, Pauline M b. 31 Aug 1927 at Newhaven and Jill A b. Sept 1930 at Lewes, Sussex.
Pauline M Greenwood married Thomas James Edward SUTTON in Oct 1954 at Scarborough, Yorkshire and there were two children Carolyn J and Nicola Mai.
FLORENCE TIMOTHY (1896 - 1976) & CHARLES BERNARD WILSON
Florence Timothy appears to have been the last recorded child of Peter Vincent Timothy and Annie Webb, and may have been his last child. She was born on the 7th December 1896 in 23 Darlington Street, Cheetham, Manchester, she had rheumatic fever, along with her elder brother Edward who died from it, and she moved to Longton, Staffordshire and later to Great Yarmouth where she married Charles Bernard Wilson on the 7th August 1917.
There were two children, Toinette Barbara, born August 15th 1918 and Myra Nanita, but her birth has not been traced.
Florence was said to have died on the 11 March 1976.
The information below is taken from the booklet TBL, created by her daughter, Toinette Barbara Wilson who married Stanley Luke. Florence was born whilst the family lived at 23 Darlington Street, Cheetham, Manchester.
I cannot trace any record of there being a child named Ann but as TBL's story says later a child named Ann died in Hospital but, in fact, it was Maud Eveline, a Nurse in 1911.
""On the 7th December 1896 Florence was born, who, as she grew seemed to have her fathers spirit, she was small and vivacious and full of fun. As a tiny child she loved to play with Edward, however when she was two and he three they both had rheumatic fever from which he died in 1898. Florence was named 'Tootsey' by her sisters due to the fact that as a baby she sat chewing her toes.
When she was lonely she would stand at the windows of the tall Cheetham house with her face pressed against the panes watching the poor children dancing round the barrel organ. On one occasion whilst her nanny was preoccupied downstairs she slipped out into the street to the children, in a dazzling white starched dress and pinafore. She pranced about on dainty feet, her shining hair bouncing to the sound of the barrel organ which was turned by a man with his monkey sitting on top.
The children, some bare foot stood back silently starring, passers by stopped, watching this tiny figure and throwing pennies onto the ground at her feet. Gathering them into her pinafore she rushed down to a shop, handing them over to an assistant she pointed to a large bottle of perfume. Clutching it in excited hands she returned to the children, facing the ragged staring group, uncorking the bottle she proceeded to pour the entire contents over her head. Amazed and terrified the children falling over each other ran away leaving her alone in the street.
She would talk to make believe friends, Mrs. Fawsett and Mrs. Jones or would have much fund with 'Carlo' an enormous St. Bernard who would let her ride on his back. Her eldest sister Anne (it actually was Maud Eveline - see below) made her dresses and coats, on one occasion as Papa was waiting in his carriage to take Tootsey on his visits with him, she appeared, guided by Anne, (Maud Eveline) holding her hand, dressed in an exact copy of Anne's (Maud Eveline) new outfit complete with large leghorin hat and parasol.
Anne (it actually was Maud Eveline) desperately wanted to be a nurse but had to wait until she was twenty-one. One night as Papa and Mama were sitting with the gas jets low, there was an impatient knock on the front door, hastily Papa opened it and there stood two gypsy men. "Doctor, please come with us, we need your help." Without hesitation or question he pulled on his cloak, took his high hat which sat well down over his red hair, with red beard tucked into the cape he strode to their waiting cart drawn by a sturdy skewbald. "Sorry Sir, we must do this," as they tied a red cotton handkerchief over his eyes. They had traveled about two miles, then Papa could feel that the ground was softer under the wheels.
With a jolt it came to a half, the blindfold was removed and he was helped over the soft grass past an encampment to a small bivouac where a storm lantern flickered. He threw his cape and hat to the ground and with care looked inside the tent, he crawled inside to a young gypsy lad lying on fresh straw, who was very distressed and in great pain. With a sharp call for hot water he proceeded to staunch a bad knife wound high on the left shoulder.
After two hours with perspiration pouring down his face and neck, a breaking back and his legs cramped he completed his task and gave instructions that his patient should have plenty of rest and that the bandages were to be changed after a few days. If any complications occurred they were not to hesitate and contact him. With thanks to this great man and his love for all humanity he was led away and returned home the same way he had come.
The next morning Mama found on the door stop two lovely Cock Pheasant, Apples and a small bunch of heather. Life passed pleasantly by, the girls went to the best schools, Tootsey was given lessons in the home by a tutor. Maids and cooks were employed to make their lives easy, but young Anne was bored. She would go with Mama taking bread and food wrapped in baskets to the poor, this she loved. Gertrude on the other hand was only content when she was dressed in lovely clothes and was very jealous of her possessions which she would not share with May or her eldest sister Anne.
'Mama, are we really moving.' The girls saw that the treasured plates and cups were being wrapped around with clothes and stacked into big baskets and hampers. "Papa has a practice in Longton, Staffordshire, we leave next week." The following days were a flurry of washing, packing and cleaning until the day came when the household furniture had gone ahead on a large cart drawn by two horses.
The family were to be transported to Longton by train, the carriage was jammed full in every corner with portmanteaus, hat boxes, books, dolls and chickens in baskets on the luggage racks which were later taken out and roosted on the edges, the very unhappy Carlo sat howling in the guards van. In these days one could reserve a whole carriage and this was found to be most necessary especially with a large family of seven plus all their possessions. Longton, the Gladstone pottery town, was a sad little place, grey with its pot banks and dark skies, was not to be their home for very long because of a bad outbreak of dyptheria which was a killer of small children. Papa decided to move his family to healthier climes.
So after yet another hazardous upheaval the family moved into 33 South Quay, Great Yarmouth. Set in a cobbled street lined with plain trees, this three storied house with its oak beams and small leaded windows looked out over the river Yare, to where the deep sea trawlers were lined up with their catches deposited on the quay side. Scottish girls with full skirts, scarves round their hair and strong red arms on their hips called out to each other in their native tongue as they toiled on the task of gutting the herrings and bloaters.
As the days work came to an end the clattering of their clogs could be heard as they walked home over the cobbled street. Foreign fisherman with strong knives in their belts leaning on their guardrails cursing at all around them.
At this time Peter's wealth had been struck a bad blow, the family bank had crashed and all was lost. This meant that life was to change radically for all, cooks, maids, nanny and private tutors were dismissed, thus a new life started, new schools to be found, a new practice to be made, in all a busy time with a growing family. Tootsey was growing strong and happy and now had friends of her own, one, a nice girl Fanny Kamp of German extraction was her bosom pal and confidante.
When Fanny Kamp came to stay they would watch the Malayan seamen fighting with knives on the decks of their trawlers from the attic window. Peter visited his patients on a bicycle wearing a sou'wester and a fisherman's coat, whilst cycling along he would sing at the top of his voice, 'A life on the ocean wave'.
Tootsey growing into a girl full of fun, liked school but found lessons difficult due to her being short sighted, this was mainly brought on because of her reading at night in bed by candle light. She wanted to wear glasses but Papa would say to her, "No daughter of mine will wear glasses." With her hair in long braids Tootsey and her friends taught themselves to tap dance and they would perform at concerts.
One day on the train travelling to see one of her friends in Gorleston a man, very dapper, saw her flashing smile and her gay vivacious look, spoke to her and asked if she wanted to appear on the stage, her large eyes opened wide at the thought, he said he was an agent and was looking for talent, handing her his card he arranged to meet her later that week. Setting out for the station to keep her appointment with this man preparatory to going to London, fortunately, Fanny Kamp had told her mother and they stopped her just as she was about to board the train. The man was a white slave trafficker.
Fanny Kamp went on holiday to Germany and on her return home she saw Tootsey and said, "It was terrible, the German children were throwing things at me and calling out go home you English Pigs." This was a sign of war clouds rolling up, six months later on the 4th August 1914 Britain was at war with Germany.
At seventeen it was all grand, the excitement of seeing all life change around her, young boys having grown up, now men in uniform, school friends joined the nursing service. Troops moved into Great Yarmouth, there were Cheshire regiments and Lancashire Fusiliers, the meeting places were the roller skating rink and hockey field. Tootsey was a good skater and adored hockey, she had many friends amongst the young officers who were stationed there; Jim Storrar, a Chester Vet who became a DSO in the second world war; John Anderson, who she would have married but he was killed and Tootsey with her telepathic sense saw him going over the top of the trenches as she was watching a film, it was the same day he died; Bob Lechie, who later became Air Vice Marshal of the Royal Canadian Airforce, he adored Tootsey and wanted to marry her; Stanley Pugh-Jones, a young subaltern and a Welshman from Llanelli who was introduced to Gertrude and fell in love with her, they were married and went to live in Llanelli.
Amongst all Tootsey's friends was a very young man, a Lieutenant in the Lancashire Fusiliers, Charles Bernard Wilson, he was going out to Egypt and he swore to love her and return to her. Tootsey and May helped in all the voluntary movements, canteens and hospital service. Great Yarmouth was heavily bombarded by shellfire from the French coast, there was a submarine base in the river by the house and the 'mother ship' could be heard tapping out messages at night.
On the way home from the theatre one evening there had been a bad bombardment and Tootsey's escort said, "Don't step back," there on the ground behind her was a pool of blood; many people were killed - ""
The story in the booklet stops there!
Florence registered the death of her mother, Annie Timothy formerly Webb, on the 4th March 1919, her mother having died on the previous day, only a few weeks before her father, Peter Vincent, died in April.
Sadly the house at 33 South Street is no more, it was demolished some time after the second World War but the area is much the same as it used to be and Peter Vincent Timothy's old bicycle is stored at the Tolhouse Museum but is not on general view but due to the Curators kindness I was able to photograph it on a visit there, it has lost the wickerwork basket but is generally the same and in quite good condition, it had been donated by another grandson, Peter J Timothy.
There were said to be other children, either by Annie Webb or perhaps adopted :
Peter said to have been born in Manchester, but not traced
Edward b 1895? but not traced
Anne said to have died during WW1 in a Military Hospital as a Nurse but nothing has been traced despite wide searches, this seems to have been an error and it was actually Maude Eveline who died in 1911 - who was a Nurse and did die of Influenza.
May b 1886 but not traced, but might be an error for May Ethel