In search of a Victorian-era suffrage connection, I made a trip to Bridgeton. I sat on the rather beautiful carpet, studying suffrage organisations in Scotland. (We musicologists know how to have a good time!) But was there any mention of the women I was looking for?
No.

I found an interesting fact about someone else. ( I subsequently spent several hours at home trying to fit this into what I already knew. And I couldn’t.)
However, it wasn’t a wasted trip. I saw several useful books I hadn’t previously known of. I’ve asked questions.
Moreover, before heading home again, I crossed London Road for coffee and a flapjack. At least I had the satisfaction of knowing I’d had elevenses a short distance along the road (formerly called London Street) from where ‘my’ ladies once lived.

I suppose you win some, you lose some. It was a lovely day for an outing, anyway!
