Posts Tagged ‘Burton’


October 11, 2014

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it now. I am not a bottle collector, but I tend to keep those that come my way which seem interesting to me. Having said that, I’m not sure why I have this one. I certainly wouldn’t have bought it. I just don’t buy bottles.


This is a simple green bottle which has been machine blown in a mould.OK, it looks brown on an orange background in bright sunlight. I chose that location to get a shadow on the embossed writing.  I can’t date it but maybe somebody can. It carries the simple legend, ‘Invercauld’ scrawled around it.  Invercauld is a place and castle near Braemar in the Cairngorm National Park in Scotland. This could point to this being a whisky bottle. I can’t abide whisky. In truth, I hardly have any alcoholic drinks, but if I have a food principle it could be not to refuse anything as a matter of principle. But I certainly get no pleasure from spirits.

This bottle has a manufacturer’s name embossed on the base.


As soon as I see burton, I think ‘brewing’.

Can anybody out there tell me anything about this bottle?

James Skoulding Burton

August 30, 2013

Ancestors of mine came from Blythburgh, a little village up the creek from Southwold in Suffolk. In terms of actual ancestors I’m going back to the first half of the nineteenth century, but other relatives hung around for longer and it is one of them I feature today. James Burton, with the unlikely middle name of Skoulding would have been a great great great uncle of mine. It probably goes without saying that I never knew him. Indeed, I don’t even have a photo of him, but I have located his grave in Blythburgh’s church yard – and here it is.

image002This photo was taken in April 2004

The main inscription reads, simply, ‘In loving memory of James Skoulding Burton who died April 67th 1890 in his 87th year’. The verse underneath is telling readers that James is lucky for he has now gained eternal life.

James was born in around 1804 in Blythburgh. He was baptised on 26th February of that year. His middle name came from his grandfather, who was also my five greats grandfather – James Skoulding. James’ elder sister, Sarah, was my 3 greats grandmother.

James married Sarah Gray on 9th January 1827. You can see her rather careworn grave behind that of James. The marriage was in the utterly enormous church at Blythburgh.

As far as I know, James and Sarah spent their whole life in Blythburgh.

The censuses from 1841 to 1881 all tell the same story of James as a shoemaker. The couple had seven children we know of. I have no further details so let’s hope they had a happy life.