A few days ago I received a phone
call from a fourth cousin once removed. She and some other Tapscott descendants
are planning a trip to Tapscott country in England and asked if I had some
suggestions. Indeed I do, and I thought others might be interested.
I am going to first quote some
paragraphs from my book Henry the Immigrant and then make some suggestions.
West Country |
"Selworthy looked
exactly like the rural English hamlet one imagines as a child when reading
Beatrix Potter or A. A. Milne—yellow, thatched-roof cottages, resembling Hobbit
dwellings, surrounded by flower gardens and surmounted by large round chimneys.
On the lawns were squirrels and pheasants, and the encircling grassy fields
pastured sheep and horses. A hundred yards or so from our inn was a 14th-century
tithe barn, and a few hundred yards further was the Church of All Saints,
dating from the fifteenth century. At this parish church, Tapscotts were
baptized, wed, and buried, starting at least as early as 1572 (the parish
records only go to 1571). It is in Selworthy that we find some of the earliest
Tapscotts recorded."
"I wish I could say
that we found numerous stones and monuments with Tapscott names, but we did
not, except at Minehead, where Tapscott markers in the St. Michaels Parish churchyard
date from the late 1700s. The fact is that the Tapscotts originated more than
4½ centuries ago and most cemetery markers (assuming that they could have been
afforded) do not last that long, or at least become totally unreadable. At the
Somerset Studies Library, in Taunton, with the help of librarian David
Bromwich, and from other sources, we did, however, find written records (or
transcriptions) of Tapscotts who flourished around Exmoor in the 1500s, 1600s,
and 1700s. The name then starts fading, particularly after 1850 or so, until
today only three Tapscott households are found in all of Somerset and only
fifty-eight,in all of England (based on phone listings)."
Now some suggestions
- Before you go, read Lorna Doone to get a feel for the countryside. Most of the villages named in this fictional book were Tapscott places.
- The early Tapscotts were all in the “West Country,” in the counties of Devon and Somerset. There is more than enough to see in those counties without going elsewhere in England. (Not that the rest of England is uninteresting.)
- An automobile is essential. Much of the area is rural without good transportation. You can learn to drive on the left. I did.
- Pick a place to stay for several days (or weeks) and then travel various destinations each day. A farmhouse B&B is best. Unfortunately that in Selworthy is no longer operating. A B&B in a small village is next best. In England, B&Bs are generally cheaper and have larger rooms than hotels. And you can get information from your hosts about history and geography of the area.
- You must see:· Selsworthy: Location of many early Tapscotts. The Periwinkle Tea Room (though not a Tapscott site) should not be missed. And of course the local church is a must.· Porlock: A Tapscott site with great pub food (pub food is generally best).· Minehead: A more recent Tapscott site with Tapscott gravestones at the church. It is the largest town in the area and it has ATMs. Most small villages do not.· Stoke Pero: Very remote location of the earliest recorded Tapscott and an ancient church.· Oare: Location of another remote church, attended by Tapscotts.· Exmoor: Great for hiking and sightseeing (wild ponies). No towns.
- If you have time, the following towns, also occupied at one time or another by early Tapscotts are worthy of a visit: Stogumber, North Molten, High Ham, Bridgewater, Exeter, Culmstock. You can go to the Somerset Studies Library in Taunton and find lots of records with the Tapscott name, but Mary Frances and I did an extensive search when we were there and it is unlikely that anything new will appear. But who knows?
- Finally, if you visit the the West Country around September or October, be certain to go to a harvest festival. These are usually organized by churches and give you a chance to meet the locals. Mary Frances and I went to one in a small hamlet whose name I forget, and got a lecture on cutting meat by the local butcher. Sounds boring, but it wasn't. We had an absolutely outstanding time. Perhaps it was the wine and beer.
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