The Goodliffe Family of Nottingham

The Story of My Life - The original, handwritten version of the Memoirs of Arnold Goodliffe

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and lighted. One day when I was about 19, a bag of salt, over 2 hundred weight, was required in haste in Parliament St. I got it on my back off R. Barrows dray, to carry it up Black Boy Yard. Going up the yard, my foot slipped, the weight was too much, I fell, injured my hip and back, had to be carried home, and blistered and bled. The effect of the folly remain to this day, in a feeble back, and rheumatic hip. I am now suffering whilst writing. I dot down the incident as a warning against rashness, and head-strong actions. One of the most striking events of 1824 was the procession of the funeral of the Poet, Lord Byron. They came down Smithy Row, and through the Market Place. The remarkable and long cavalcade of carriages, horsemen, gentlemen’s

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