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Diary entries which mention Arthur Linfoot’s father, Christopher William Linfoot. See the Family page for more details.

10 June 1914; Wednesday

Got up about 7.40. Tried a few of Charlie’s things through first thing. Not much to do at work. Got off a bit extra to go to the wedding. Merely saw them married and went back to work. All the rest of the family on the job. Father gave Lily away. Charlie sang a song. Little bit stiffness between the two families.

Willie Marshall married to Lily Linfoot1.

Mr Chadwick officiated. They went to Alnwick for their honeymoon.
Went down to chapel at night and hurried to finish off putting up the platform. Fine day.


  1. See note on 8 May

17 May 1914; Sunday

Father, Gertie, mother and I troubled with diarrhoea, Father in bed all day. I stayed in in the morning and washed my head. Used some hair tonic too. Went out as usual in the afternoon and at night. Fine day. Talked with Charlie about choir trip. Held meeting at night and decided to go to Durham instead of Richmond. Read a bit of Anna Karenina.

13 May 1914; Wednesday

Got up about 7.30. Busy all day. George went away soon. A bit off form at night. Walked along to mill with Father and called in office to see if I had posted London Office letter. Went up to Trimdon Street1 last thing and called at the house of Burrells and engaged house at Bowes for our holidays. Had some trouble to find the place.


  1. Trimdon Street, just S. of the northerly loop in the river Wear between Deptford and Ayres’ Quay, was, incidentally, where the Fenwicks lived – Jessie Thatcher/Linfoot’s cousins who went to California about 1912. 

10 May 1914; Sunday

Charlie off chapel and School all day. Lily at Chapel both morning and night. Had very short lesson at School. Walked out with Charlie, Jim Wilkinson and Willie Whittaker in the afternoon. Walked up Durham Road with Willie on Sunday night. Mr and Mrs Wiseman in after chapel. Father at Chapel in the morning. Fine day. Mr Best preaching, and preached particularly well in the morning. I read some “Anna Karenina.