Notes on Stony Stratford

Description of Stony Stratford, from J.J. Sheahan, 1861.

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Memories of Stony Stratford

When I was a child, Blind Barley, his dog and his concertina,were a familiar sight in our little town. He was a tall, spare, white-haired old man. He never came out until dusk when, led by his dog, he began his evening round, stopping at street corners to play a hymn from his repertoire. Some of the tunes were sad, others were lively rollicking Salvation Army ones. Occasionally he uttered a fervent 'Alleluia', or 'Praise the Lord'.

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