Now Ralph Winstanley had two sons, as well as two daughters. (His daughters, by the way, are called Linda and Charlotte - formerly Christine)
His two sons both worked in the family business, at Doncaster Road, Wath-upon-Dearne, near Rotherham, South Yorkshire, England. It was called, Mowing Machine Maintenance. It later moved to Wet Moor Lane, still in Wath.
Ralph Winstanley (junior) left school aged 15 and went straight into the family business. He worked until he fell over. He covered for Ralph, his father, until he could stand it no more.
In the meantime, Ralph junior's younger brother, Richard, had also left school and weedy little soul that he then was, he was hurled headlong into working even more hours there, than he had when still at school.
Ralph Winstanley, senior, had, for many years, been a betting man. As 'his' affluence grew, he joined the Hunt, leaving his two sons to keep the money rolling in. Then he bought a racehorse.
His lifestyle (oh yes, he had a lifestyle - even then - back in the 1960s),did not include his family. He discovered Lord Oaksey, betting friends, people to impress.
Sometimes he would turn up at work and try to be the boss. This was getting increasingly difficult. He understood very little of the make-up of the firm. He took money away to spend, but did little, over many years.
His first wife, and his younger daughter worked in the firm. They did the books, until the wrangling got too much. Even his elder daughter worked, exercising his spare horses, for a very short time.
His first wife realised that he would never be a faithful husband. He never had been, after all, in all the years of their marriage. She had struggled valiantly, with little help, to rear their four children, waiting until they were grown up before finally throwing in the towel.
In 1976 she divorced him.
He had left her, yet again, for a 'bicycle woman'. He rode tandem with many. This one was a helper at a Primary School in Denaby, South Yorkshire. She thought that a bicycle was to ride.
He didn't want a divorce. He approached his elder daughter, saying, "your mother says she's going to divorce me. Tell her she can't".
His elder daughter replied, "I've been telling her for years that she should divorce you. You sleep around with anything that moves. You treat her badly. She needs some peace. She ought to divorce you. You don't want her. Why shouldn't she divorce you?"
Bicycle from Moss
Later, he approached the same daughter - who had wished him well in his second marriage - and said, "Thanks for your good wishes, but I really don't want to get married." However, he did get married.. or so they said.
His younger daughter, Linda, wrote to the place where they were supposed to have been married. The Registrar, wrote to say that this had happened in 1978. Ralph's 'intended' had not been divorced until 1980, so quite how legal it was, is a moot point.
For over 14 years now, he had not 'got on' with either his elder or his younger son. He seemed to have fallen in with a bad lot, when he joined the Badsworth Hunt. In 1987, he sold the business from under his younger son, giving him two days notice of when it would finally be gone.
Following this, his sons were dispossessed of their Farm, (yes, the 'mess of pottage' did come into it), which had been bought in their names, and treated like strangers in a strange land, mostly by the second 'wife'. (If you can imagine a sort of super-cuckoo?)
However, his younger son was given the Tenancy of Manor Farm, house and garden. The second 'wife' was to use the farmland for her Welsh ponies. This was fine - except that he and his wife were then driven off the land by some malign force, which badly damaged the younger son's legs, and cut water pipes and electricity cables and mixed them together. Curiously South Yorkshire Police Force never did get to the bottom of it. Well, they wouldn't, would they? It seems they never investigated it.
The Tenancy agreement was then changed to an Agricultural Tenancy, which pre-supposed that the whole of the land at the farm was also included in the agreement since an agricultural tenancy must include agricultural land.
Also Ralph Winstanley gave his younger son, Richard, the Deeds to Manor Farm, to hold, to 'keep them safe'.. from someone? Now, why would he do that?
For over 14 years now, Richard, has been taken through a series of Courts; Bankrupted through one - even though this was done illegally, as Lord Justice Aldous and Lord Justice Mummery found - and has had his family life ruined by some malignancy.
Who is responsible for this?
Could it have been the Accountants?
Could it have been the Litigation Solicitors?
Could it have been the 'wife'?
Was she ever a 'wife'?
She certainly had Reece, the pony, shod in contemplation of Ralph
Winstanley's funeral, three days before he died.
She certainly was very resistant to Ralph having even a change of bedding, as he lay dying?
She wailed and told everyone that he was being terribly sick and was sicking up blood, when he wasn't.
She celebrated with pornography and gin as he lay dying.
She held a 'Thanksgiving Service', well before he could be buried. (Such a 'caring' soul?)
At the Thanksgiving Service, she had his saddle and hunting ' pink' hauled into the church by the undertaker. (Well, I suppose it found him something to do, since he coudn't do the burial. It was at the suggestion of a 'good friend' Ifor Williams.. so we are told. So, what gave him such an idea? Was it just that he was short of a 'good Thanksgiving'? Could it have been that he was a highly religious man? Probably we'll never know.
Visitors said it was a most peculiar 'do'. A church, a funeral, no body, no offspring, no real religion.. but at least the photographers went. Perhaps it was intended to be a wedding? If so, then the bride seems to have been 'The Bride of Death'.
And there lies Ralph Winstanley, in a freezer in Sheffield. Mourned by whom?
By his younger daughter, Linda.
Certainly, he was not mourned by Nina's younger daughter, who 'watched for his toes to turn black'. A 'bit of a treat' for her, I suppose? But why would she want to watch such a thing happen? Is television so boring? Hasn't she got a life?
NB: Not sure how she knew about that.. but she was determined to see it all.. kept lifting up the sheet.
Family history is such an interesting subject, don't you think? There will be more, mentioning names. The history of my family includes legal battles, which were not asked for, solicitors who were - and are - rather good at soliciting, accountants of family firms, who managed not to see Ralph Winstanley - even though they did? Such strange conundrums..
To conclude: Ralph Winstanley is still in a freezer in Sheffield. He is pretty dead. However, he is still not cremated. So there is some hope that we can find out more.
Do not forget. I am not Ralph Winstanley. Ralph Winstanley is still dead. Mustn't sail under false colours, must I? Oh, and one more thing..just because he was less than perfect, (no-one's perfect, after all), doesn't mean he should have died as he did. Does it?
Speak to ya soon.
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