Thank you, Merry!
I suspect that in the days of the Family Record Centre we may well have worked our way through the microfilm, though we would not really have known what we might have been looking for.
While Tottenham Street is not that long, it was probably heaving from attic to basement. What was salutory was reading the names of the witnesses to the murder in 1851 and comparing them to the census. Only one witness (prostrated by the shock of the murder) had been there in the previous March.
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The chestnuts cast their flambeaux
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