Indeed I am.

I take it that you’re referring to the song by Seth Lakeman.

Well, it’s also the fact of the flowers on the grave that make it interesting. The body being dug up and rehoused. Also where it is. And then there’s the song. So yeah. On the quiet there’s a lot here.

It’s not a long story, but then again she never had a long life. Thanks for taking a look again Shey.

Thanks. I’m glad you enjoyed reading about it, even though it’s not a happy story.

I don’t think anybody knows the exact date that she died, but it seems as though she entered the poor house at the end of the 18th century, possibly around 1790, so from that you could say it was maybe around the end of the first decade or so of the 19th century.

It’s surprising how many people still leave offerings to the people they didn’t know isn’t it? Greyfriars’s Bobby is famous example even though he was a dog. Thanks again for the compliment Sarah.

One to write up about then I would say. I know Cable Street but not the intersection with Cannon Street Road. Thanks again for taking a look Fergy and your over-generous comments.