Guyana Then And Now

British Guiana

I was born in 1953 in British Guiana, a British Colony in South America about the size of England. It has the distinction of being the only English speaking country in South America. Due to it’s similar culture it is often considered part of the Caribbean.

Map of British Guiana

Map of British Guiana

Stabroek Market, Georgetown, British Guiana

Georgetown, Stabroek Market (1960's) (photo P Llyn-Jones)

Shortly after I was born in the capital city of Georgetown (Atlantic coast of South America, just north of the equator) my father joined “DEMBA” and my family moved to Mackenzie so that my father could strike out on his own and escape the influence of his father and the family business.

Georgetown, British Guiana

Georgetown 1956, Me, Mother and my two older sisters, probably going to see our Uncle the dentist for the annual checkup (Photo Evan Wong)

I grew up in Mackenzie, a bauxite mining town in the middle of the jungle 75 miles up the Demerara River from the capital Georgetown. There were no roads, the only way in and out was by boat. Commercial transportation was provided by the “R.H. Carr” a river steamer that dropped by usually two or three times a week, offering a ten hour ride to Georgetown. The slow rate of travel was mandated to ensure that the wake of the steamer did not sink the Corial (dugout canoe, from the Dutch Korjaal) used by most people on the Demerara river. In addition to, no roads there was no TV, no radio and virtually no newspapers providing quite the pocket of isolation.

Mackenzie, British Guiana

Mackenzie Sand hills (1956), My Mother and I (Photo Evan Wong)

Bauxite is the ore that Aluminum is made from and at one time Mackenzie was one of the worlds largest suppliers of Bauxite. During World War II, Mackenzie was the primary supplier of Bauxite to the allies. This supply was of vital importance to the war effort. The Americans leased land from the British in 1941 and built and operated Atkinson Air Field (Guyana’s first airport) near Georgetown to provide air reconnaissance and protection for this Bauxite supply.

British Guiana

Atkinson Air Field (Photo H.Hamilton)

Bauxite processing facilities at Mackenzie were also expanded during the war with the new facilities being constructed underground to be immune from German and Japanese bombing (Yeah I know it’s hard to believe, either the war planners were idiots or far sighted, take your pick). The American’s also built a runway in Mackenzie that could be used to provide air defense of the bauxite, but since no real threat emerged it was never brought into an operational airfield.

Dakota over Mackenzie Airstrip, Mackenzie, Guyana

Dakota over Mackenzie Airstrip (photo P Llyn-Jones)

Mackenzie Airstrip, Mackenzie, Guyana

Mackenzie Airstrip 2005 (photo bevl78 on Flickr)

The following photo was probably taken at Three Friends Mine.

Mackenzie, British Guiana

Uncle John hoists me in the air, only my youngest brother is missing from the photo (Photo Evan Wong)

At the time of my childhood Mackenzie was a thriving mining town owned and operated by the Demerara Bauxite Company (DEMBA) a subsidiary of the Aluminum Company of Canada (ALCAN) from Montreal, Canada. Operating the bauxite mine and processing facilities required roughly one hundred engineers. Getting these engineers and their families to want to live and work in this isolated community takes some doing. DEMBA/ALCAN constructed a separate community called Watooka within Mackenzie with certain facilities above and beyond what could be expected in Canada at the time. Despite its’ isolation this little pocket of Canadiana had certain advantages.

Savanah, British Guiana

Three DEMBA engineers, French, Canadian and Guyanese, my Dad (right) (Photo Evan Wong)

Next: Watooka.

The History of Mackenzie

R.H. Carr – This ship was an icon from the early days.

Three Friends – More than just a mine.

Modern Day Mackenzie



  1. Hi, there! How wonderful it is to meet you. My parents were Jack and Mary Connolly … Dad was an engineer and may have known your father. I was born in Watooka in 1943 and I have many fond memories of there.

    I have maintained a large no. of contacts with the now grown up little friends that I knew there and I have a huge file on this whole experience. Many of my friends have given me their input for a book that I am writing, “The Children of Watooka”. Many of my little colleagues of then have grown to have experienced interesting lives, some with incredible achievements.

    Your input and that of the others who have been communicating via your site would add great value to my writing. I am good friends with G.’s High Commissioner to Canada and know Sam Hinds … plus many Guyanese authors, etc.

    I am a retired engineer.

    Cheers! Steve Connolly

    BobW ( Steve, I’ve sent you an email)

    Comment by steve connolly — October 2, 2008 @ 10:55 am | Reply

  2. Amazingly small world

    Surfing the WEB & found this

    I lived in Guiana at that time — Knew the Wongs well — Father Bill Forbes

    I now work in Saudi Arabia( Fluor Arabia– Yansab Petrochemical Project) — but live in Australia – Perth

    I knew all of the people mentioned — well but lost touch

    My mother is now in Montreal in a home for the Aged– at 93

    Sisters in Toronto

    Comment by John Forbes — December 12, 2008 @ 5:22 am | Reply

    • hello john.
      been trying to make contact with some of the old timers.may be lucky this time.
      we, the allens were in brit guiana from 1956 till 1965 independace. Mike born there in 1958 and Rob in 1961. we were friends with Coles, Den Hartog, Ovstass, Whitehead, your parents , of course, Wongs, Heestermanns, Hibblens, Moris Nzscamento and so on. ……..
      Would love to get some E mail addresses, Please. if possible…. Thank you

      Comment by Elisabeth Allen — February 6, 2013 @ 7:49 pm | Reply

      • Elizabeth: Hope this gets to you. Bob Weigel and I lived in MacKenzie from June 1960 until December 1967. Bob was in the bush when we first went to BG. We now live in Tucson, Arizona. Our two kids were both born in MacKenzie Hospital.

        Comment by Bob Weigel — September 28, 2017 @ 6:52 pm

    • this is so wonderful to hear people who live and work in guyana so the young generation can have some knowledge abut guyana in older times would like all those who have pictures to share with us especially lbi sugar estate

      Comment by Khemraj sukhram — December 13, 2016 @ 1:19 pm | Reply

      • Hi Khemraj:
        Did you ever live in Mon Repos agricultural compound and have a sister named Rita? There was a family, the Menzes, with two boys whow went to Queens College. One was named Peter. This is about 1968 to 1970 I think, give or take a couple of years. There was a guy who worked at Mon Repos named Lennox Ramsahoye. I think he’s in the Rupununi now.

        Comment by Rita Gomes — December 27, 2016 @ 6:05 pm

  3. Your collection is wonderful, found just like John! My father Robin worked for Alcan in Guyana from 1961 (three months after I was born) until 1967. I am second of four boys, youngest brother was born in Mackenzie in 1966, now in Hong Kong, the rest of us are in UK. Dad continued working for Alcan in UK and then Brasil (1980-85).
    My own memories of Guyana are pretty hazy. Your pictures of the Dakota, the river, Watooka Day School and many others stimulate the grey matter. I remember caddying for Dad (80 last year) and swimming in the creeks to collect his golf balls amongst the camoodies (not that he hit into the creeks very often).
    I am sure my Dad and Mum would be pleased to be remembered to all your people.
    Best wishes

    Comment by James Mallinson — January 15, 2009 @ 7:49 am | Reply

    • Hi James, my dad (David Toms), used to work for your dad and would like to get in touch with him. My dad can be reached via my e-mail address Cheers

      Comment by Jack Toms — December 28, 2014 @ 2:57 pm | Reply

  4. Hi there,
    Every day I check into the site to see who has written in.
    Brrrr. Roll on Spring!
    I’m wondering if anyone has a copy of the recipe book that the Watooka wives put together. I think it was called The Watooka Cookbook. Mum’s got lost in the shuffle. I’ve asked Steve Connolly the same question.
    Keep warm folks!
    Pat Hunte-Cusack
    Wainfleet, Ontario
    p.s. To the Forbes – please give our best to your mom!

    Comment by Pat Cusack nee Hunte — January 19, 2009 @ 9:18 am | Reply

    • .Hello Pat,
      “My Favourite Recipes” circa 1968
      The book had a distinctive green cover,with an amusing cartoon drawn on the front by John Langham,showing a Snoopy
      character being cooked in a pot over an open fire.
      Contributors included the following ladies:-

      Sheila Hiscocks
      Carol Quinn
      Mrs. J.N.Fraser
      Pam Too Chung
      Chris Wong
      Kay Forbes
      and a few others not listed.

      After leaving Demba in the early 1970s,this valuable book moved with Yvonne and myself across 8 countries and more than 19 house
      moves,with constant use across that time until now.Sadly,the book is now in tatters,with the hinge totally destroyed. But the memories
      are stiil there.
      Keep up the good work!
      Colin Chapman

      Comment by Colin Chapman — April 26, 2013 @ 5:01 pm | Reply

      • Hi Colin! What a nice surprise. My mother’s copy of the book got lost in the shuffle and Gillian Hiscocks very kindly sent me the one her mother had. Like the old Watooka House visitor’s book, the cookbook is also priceless. Hope you and Yvonne have settled down now in a warm place perhaps? Best regards, Pat

        Comment by Pat Hunte-Cusack — April 28, 2013 @ 4:32 pm

      • I too was born in Georgetown, now living in Calgary since 1972. Love sharing memories, I have never been back.

        Thank you all for sharing stories.

        DONNA Warner

        Comment by Donna — August 28, 2016 @ 10:34 pm

      • Hi Colin. I have seen your name on this site and wonder if you are related to my father Eric Basil. I understand he had a twin brother named Colin. I have been trying for many years to find out information about him, sadly without success. Dad was born I have been told he was born in Barbados? At one time he was a District Commissioner in the outback, then moved to Berbice and lived at Blairmont. I understand he was an accountant with Bookers. He married Grace Doreen Davis in May 1936. Also had family – Barlow – living at Sophia’s Hope.

        I look forward to hearing from you either way.

        Kind regards


        Comment by Pat Morgan — May 11, 2017 @ 2:56 pm

  5. What a wonderful surprise to see your website.

    My father, Herb Swan, lived in British Guiana and worked for DEMBA for several years in the early 1940’s. It was lovely reading your site as it reminded me of my Dad’s stories of his life living along The Demerara River and working for the Bauxite Mine.

    Dad left British Guiana in 1944 and travelled to the Middle East where he lived and worked and raised his family in Bahrain for the next 23 years.

    I found your website as I was researching info. on Kaieteur Falls and the Mackenzie Airfield in Guiana. I’ll keep checking back to see your latest updates.


    Debbie Swan Courneya
    Bolton, Ontario

    Comment by Debbie Swan Courneya — March 16, 2009 @ 11:50 am | Reply

    • I am looking for some people on behalf of my Aunt who was born in Guyana in 1944. Her name is Shirley Figueira and I am trying to find the whereabouts of a Vincent Menezes or relatives of. Do these names mean anything to you.

      Mike Filippe
      Cambridge, Ontario, Canada

      Comment by Mike Fillippe — December 27, 2018 @ 12:51 am | Reply

  6. Hi,
    I was born in Georgetown in 1945. My father, John Brenan, was an accountant at Fogartys Dept store, until we left for Canada in 1953. I seem to remember that our dentist’s name was Wong and that he later emigrated to England and his wife,was killed in a car accident. My parent’s knew them well if this was your uncle and aunt.
    Thank you for the photos and bringing back childhood memories.

    BobW (
    It’s great to meet more BG folk like you. I’ve been very tardy with my email lately. I’m blaming my ISP, we’re on a radio link that is not too reliable.

    One of my Uncles in Georgetown was a dentist, we always referred to him as uncle Lesly, so I never knew if his last name was Wong, but you never know. He did move to England and his wife was killed in a car crash so we must be on the same wavelength.

    I well remember Fogartys one of the few stores in BG that carried exotic goods, at least they were exotic to us.)

    Comment by Elizabeth Garrett — April 27, 2009 @ 10:32 pm | Reply

  7. I was very pleased to find your website.

    My Grandfather was R.H. Carr. He was the Chairman of Messrs. Sprostons Ltd, Managing Director of the Demerara Bauxite Co and Vice President of the Northern Aluminum Company of Canada.
    He died of heart failure due to Malaria and accentuated by Ptomaine poisoning. I believe the date was 1924. After he died they named the boat after him. The family lived at 71 Main Street
    Georgetown, and after his death, they returned to England. If I can find a way of sending you
    some photographs to you, I will.

    Armorel Clinton

    Would I ever love to see some shots from your grandfathers life. I know others would like to see same.

    To go to British Guiana (BG) he must have been quite a guy. Then to get out and about in BG he must have been exceptional.

    Do you have any stories of his life?

    Comment by armorel clinton — June 20, 2009 @ 12:15 pm | Reply

    • I worked at Sprostons Ltd during the 60’s, the General manager at that time lived at that residence on main st. I have no idea what has become of it.

      Comment by C L Barrow — November 23, 2011 @ 12:30 am | Reply

  8. The R.H. Carr was purchased by A. Mazaharally & Sons, Ltd., a timber concern. The boat lies in ruins in the Mazaruni River at a place called Skull Point.

    BobW (Hey Roger thanks for the tip, that should put that concern to bed)

    Comment by Roger Ally — September 1, 2009 @ 11:01 pm | Reply

  9. Hello would you be the brother of Jenney Evan Wong who was crowned Miss British Guyana World. If yes I had the task to drive to Mackenzie early one morning and take her to Georgetown for a morning meeting that would be about 1969/70

    BobW (John, A great bit of sleuthing on your part. As I recall, Gillette was sponsoring her in the pageant, which I never got to see, Georgetown was just too far away in those days.)

    Comment by John C. Yates — September 20, 2009 @ 7:51 pm | Reply

    • Would you happen to a descendant of the Reverend Yates from the Methodist Church in Guyana. My grandmother Hiria Marks had a picture of him and told me that she was adopted by him after her parents died. Our last name is Sukhdeo and there are none of us left in Guyana

      Comment by Lalita Sukhdeo Garufi — September 27, 2014 @ 2:34 am | Reply

  10. It would be great to have “The R.W Carr” Restored, She seem to have a lot of history to his memory and the river

    BobW (I would be great but Roger Ally left a comment saying…

    “The R.H. Carr was purchased by A. Mazaharally & Sons, Ltd., a timber concern. The boat lies in ruins in the Mazaruni River at a place called Skull Point.”

    I suspect restoration is out of the question, just too bad.)

    Comment by Joseph Chadwick — September 21, 2009 @ 8:49 pm | Reply

  11. What wonderful sites – have looked at various ones 3 times today and it certainly brings back many happy memories. I now live in Scotland and Mum, Sheila Hiscocks lives near me in a sheltered flat, she was 90 this year and loves getting all Mackenzie news in various Christmas Cards. Pat(Hunte) I have a copy of the last Mackenzie cookbook might even have the first if I dig deep! Both my brothers, David and Philip (Pip) live in England. Pip spent many years going back to Guyana to help in the Rupanunni with eco tourism. I’d love to hear from anyone who remembers us – Jimmy & Sheila Hiscocks and David, Gillian and Philip.

    Comment by Gillian Roddis (Hiscocks) — September 23, 2009 @ 4:51 pm | Reply

    • Gillian: Is your mother’s maiden name “King”, daughter of Arthur George King. I’m interested in collecting info and contacts and family stories about the King family of Guyana. My son-in-law’s grandfather, Hugh, was born in Guyana and is a first cousin of a Sheila King who married a James Wallace Hiscocks.
      — Brian

      Comment by Brian Cooke — July 7, 2014 @ 2:55 am | Reply

      • Cud you send me a photo of this George king,why is my father came to work for Demerara Timbers limited in Georgetown Guyana and it has been 18 years he has not contacted his children

        Comment by Elizabeth King — November 10, 2014 @ 3:04 am

      • Hi Brian,

        I hope you don’t mind me contacting you – my stepdad is looking for his Mum Noreen – last name King and maiden name Cooke. His name is Daune, born in Guyana and now living in London, UK. He hasn’t seen his mum since he was a small boy.

        Any information you might have would be really appreciated (email:

        Kind regards


        Comment by Michelle — April 12, 2016 @ 12:26 am

      • Hello, Brian. My name is Art Palmer (email: I have no direct information, am merely wondering about a friend I met in Georgetown in 1963. The lady’s name is or was Helen King – also used the first name,’Yvonne’. She was in her 20s at that time. I think her address (then) was 63 Hatfield Street, Lodge, Georgetown, British Guiana. She worked in a hospital, don’t know which one. I was on a diving-for-diamonds expedition at the time. That is, until a General Emergency occurred which sort of locked down the City and communication (Postal), also no phone calling, nor transportation. So, I left that Country, although it seemed ‘safer’ deep in the bush. But Georgetown had an immense warship in its harbor, and Coldstream Guards stationed around town with fixed bayonets. Quite a bit of “choke and rob” going on, plus Molotov cocktails being thrown about and small caliber shooting in the evenings. But Helen King, a very quiet and peaceful lady offered friendship. She had 2 children whom I did not meet. Seems I read a few years ago that she had suffered complications from diabetes. Anyway, true friends are rare, and I’ve always wished to get in touch. however, just lost contact. She came to see me off when I left – had managed to talk an 88′ rice schooner Captain into taking me out of the Country (along with 2 missionaries of different Faiths!). Rather colorful, with roaches, breaking down at sea with no auxiliary motor, ship’s main yardarm swinging wildly in a squal – all thatmixed with seasickness! (Got as far as Barbados.) If you have any info about this Helen King, I would appreciate hearing. Thank you. At the little Pensione I stayed at while in Georgetown getting supplies, most of our expedition team (6 of us), including myself, met Forbes Burnham, who was quite amicable toward us. Yet, I had the feeling he was personally ‘checking us out’ to see how legitimate we were.

        Comment by Art Palmer — December 26, 2018 @ 4:04 pm

    • Hello, just to say that i spent a year teaching out in Guyana from 2013-2014. I am also from Scotland, i was just wondering where you are? This is a very interesting site indeed. Cheers

      Comment by Steven — September 12, 2015 @ 10:10 pm | Reply

      • Hello Steven:
        I’d like to hear more about your teaching time in Guyana. I live in California, USA but was born in Guyana. Left over 50 years ago. Would like to konw your impression of the place and what you were teaching. You can send an email to me at

        Comment by Rita — April 13, 2016 @ 2:32 am

  12. I just happened to visit A. Mazaharally and sons website, when I found your article.Nice pics, How did the deer go down??? LOL What did your family did with the old Land Rover? Actually I used to stay in Skull Point…Friend of the Mazaharally’s. I am Trinidadian, but I love Guyana, hoping when I retire going there to live.

    BobW (Yaseen, I haven’t been able to find A. Mazaharally and Sons web site. I heard from another commenter (Roger Alley) that they were responsible for the plight of the old R.H. Carr up at Skull Point on the Mazaruni River. My Dad made a post on Land Rovers over here. Old Land Rovers never die.)

    Comment by Yaseen Hosein — October 5, 2009 @ 1:23 am | Reply

  13. i love the pics and i love my country. its so amazing how things have changed. i’ve nevr seen this side of Guyana before and I love it. its the best in the world. and i am and will always be proud to be a guyanese whereever i live. Guyana has made me who i am. im proud of the teachers, the values, morals and principles, guyana has thought me.

    BobW (Meliswa, I echo your sentiment. Sometimes I wonder if it is just fondness for our beginings, or if Guyana has something special. I suspect both might be true.)

    Comment by MILISWA MOFFETT — October 6, 2009 @ 11:10 am | Reply

    • Dear All, Re North Wales: I am a descendant of the Knowles Family, Drapers of Denbigh, and am very attached to my roots in the Wirral and the River Dee. In the early eighties I discovered an archive of all the specialised vessels built by James Crichton & Co Ltd at Saltney, outside Chester. They include cross-channel barges and Saint Class ocean rescue tugs for use in WW1, ferries for Hobart and Sydney Harbour until the bridge was opened in 1930, other craft for African rivers, and tugs and barges for Argentina. I became aware in the early eighties from the Saltney Historical Society that a handful of these vessels was thought to be still afloat. From 1985 I spent five years in Munich, so the research was interrupted. On return to Bath in 1992, I was able to re-visit the subject and followed a hunch that the MV R.H. Carr was afloat in Guyana. I wrote a letter to the Guyana Chronicle and received a prompt reply from Mr Yacoob Ally of A. Mazaharally & Sons Ltd, who kindly advised me that the ship was still afloat and could be inpescted by arrangement. The problem has been general refusal of all my funding applications. Fortunately John Grimshaw and his wife Pauline found my internet material and contacted me before going on vacation to Guyana, so we talked, met and he went off to see the country and visit the ship. This has brought the project back to life and we still hope to persuade sponsors, particularly the Big Food Group/Booker Cash & Carry/Iceland Frozen Foods, the successors to Booker McConnell, who used to run most of the economy in British Guiana. It is a remarkable coincidence that following these mergers, the Registered Office of the consolidated company is situated on the Deeside Industrial Estate, only 4 km from Connah’s Quay Dock, where we would like to exhibit the ship.

      Comment by mike knowles in bath uk — January 23, 2011 @ 3:11 pm | Reply

  14. Re: the RH Carr, some one IS trying to recover her !!!
    Fond memories of this proud little ship, I used to live at Wales and often saw this wonderful bright white little ship steaming proudly up the Demerara to McKenzie..

    Comment by bill — October 11, 2009 @ 6:59 pm | Reply

    • Hi Bill:
      Where in Guyana is Wales? I left at a young age and I was not allowed to explore much when I was there. I wish I could get a copy of a map of Georgetown from the 60s – 70s. My Mum is now gone but she would talk about places and streets and I have no idea where they are.
      I went to BHS and rode my bicycle to school. On the way from my house which was in the poorer part of town to BHS. I would ride my bike and about 15 minutes or so from my house I would pass a rich neighborhood and then about 25 mins or so I’d be at BHS. Can anyone tell me if they know the rich neighborhood and what streets that would have been.


      Comment by Rita — April 13, 2016 @ 2:43 am | Reply

      • If you went to Bishops you were at least older than ten years. You should be able to remember where you lived in terms of street address. From that some-one could tell you where you lived and which rich neighbourhoods you passed.

        Comment by Richard Allicock — November 22, 2016 @ 2:14 pm

      • Hi Rita;

        I stumbled upon this site while doing some research on Guyana and found the contents to be very interesting reading having been born much later than the the wonderful folks who posted coments – I must admit that I am really touched by their expressions of love and fondness for Guyana. I was born in Essequibo but lived in Georgetown from 1982 to 1995 and it has been 20 years since I left…It is my belief that you were living either on the East Coast/Atlantic coast or the East Bank of the Demerara River- either case in the outskirts of Georgetown, which is a relatively small town. On the East Coast the affluent neighborhood was probably Bel Air/Bel Air Gardens (Queens town and Albert town are both withing the confines of Georgetown – and just a few minutes ride). You were probably living in Industry or Cummingslodge. If you were on the East Bank, then the Affluent neighborhood was probably Nandy Park/Repubic Park which I am not too familiar with. In this case you would have passed through Alexander Village, La Penitence, Albuoystown, Charlestown, and Stabroek (the heart of Georgetown) to get into Cummingsburgh. There were not many through streets from either direction – just the main public roads with the sea wall on right side coming from East Coast. Camp was and is a Major street….

        Comment by Yuwan R — December 1, 2016 @ 5:15 am

  15. Great site.The the Guyana I remember.

    Comment by guy henry — October 18, 2009 @ 12:01 am | Reply

  16. Oh Shucks-Yaseen (aka Trini), yep I remember you. Your parents were very good friends of my dad-Uncle Moze. We met in Supenaam. You were on your honeymoon. Hope all is well,

    Comment by Roger Ally — October 22, 2009 @ 7:42 pm | Reply

  17. Can you tell me the name of the dentist that you were going to in Georgetown?
    My grandfather was a well-known dentist with a remarkable reputation. He also held ChessClub and Cricket Club meetings at the home in Georgetown. (Kindly tell me where the home was in Georgetown so that I’ll know that you do know who I’m speaking of.)
    Thank You

    I appreciate any information, from anyone. I had an obit clipping with a photo of my grandfather
    but it has been lost. My mother passed away and with her much info has been lost.

    BobW (Email on the way)

    Comment by Margaret Eversley — November 18, 2009 @ 8:49 pm | Reply

  18. Hi,
    I’ve never been to Guyana, but my father came from Georgetown. You are about four years older than me, so the picture of your mum evokes similar memories of mine in the early sixties.

    Comment by Mike — November 21, 2009 @ 11:22 am | Reply

  19. The query about the dentist – the photo looks like it was taken on Main Street – Leslie Evan-Wong lived at the top of Main St. in what is now the British High Commission. His surgery was in the same location. He would be the “uncle”

    BobW (Exactly)

    Comment by Sue Evan-Wong — November 26, 2009 @ 4:38 pm | Reply

  20. Nice site Bob,
    Lovely photos, brings back memories, distant though they may be.
    I distinctly remember you and your brother having bright red welly Boots when we came to visit you in Mckenzie, we are same age,that must have been about 50 years ago now.
    I visited you Dad in Boston and he was very happy to see me, as Leslie always made a point of dropping by to see them.
    We should try to meet up sometime, as I haven’t seen you since that time in Mckenzie 50 years ago!
    Bernie ( Son of Leslie Evan-Wong The Main St Dentist in those days)

    BobW (Email on the way)

    Comment by Bernie Evan-Wong — November 26, 2009 @ 6:28 pm | Reply

    • HELLO BERNIE…I used to teach at Sacred Heart School in the 1950’s and was a member of the Working People’s art Class founded by Edward Burrowes. I met Peter Anderson and Pat (Evan-Wong) at exhibitions organized by the Guianese Art Group. Peter ran a shop FISHERMAN’S CORNER in High street opposite the victoria Law Courts, and sold EVINRUDE appliances ,SEAGULL outboard engines, and fancy imported fishing tackle. Peter learnt that I was interested in playing classical guitar…I knew of no one else that did and he gave me a Carcassi Manual which was a great help. On Sundays I used to visit the home in Kitty which over- looked the sea wall. We would listen to guitar music and early New Orleans Jazz and Blues while painting. I left Guiana in 1961 and returned in 1968. Peter and Pat had sold the house and were about to leave the country. I lost track of them but the memory of a great friendship remains.

      Comment by Stanley Greaves. — February 16, 2012 @ 4:17 pm | Reply

      • It was called Fisherman’s Paradise, my dad, Victor Fitt, made the sign for it. Earlier in his life he had been posted to Mackenzie for a while as the Inspector in charge of the Police there. We visited occasionally via the RH Carr or by GAC GrummanGoose, and on his small Piper. At 96 he still lives at Church St.

        Comment by Jonathan Fitt — September 16, 2015 @ 11:37 pm

    • Yes that was Leslie Evan Wong he lived at 44 Main Street. We lived in the Big house and he rented the downstairs for his office. Yes, he was great Dentist..Bernie did you go to Miss Wishart’s school? If so you and I ere in the same school. She put on a play and you and I sang “Where are you going to my pretty maid” was that you indeed?

      Comment by Nora Johnson Kawalec — May 13, 2012 @ 9:45 pm | Reply

      • I remember “uncle” Leslie well, the saturday mornings we had to visit for some dental work.He had the biggest fingers (for our small mouths).
        Also remember his brother Basil very well, our family GP

        Comment by Richard Driver — September 3, 2012 @ 9:06 pm

    • Hi Bernie, yes LeslieEvan Wong had his practice at 44 Main Street. I remember him well. We lived upstairs and he rented the downstairs. There was an Evan Wong I went to school with. He and I were at Miss Wishart’s Scoll! Still have a class Picture. Take care!

      Comment by Nora kawalec — February 8, 2014 @ 4:27 pm | Reply

    • Hi Bernie –

      I came across this web site yesterday by chance. I lived in Georgetown (Houston Sawmill, EBD) from 1954 to 1956 when my Father worked for B.G. Timbers as sawmill manager after it was acquired by the Colonial Development Corporation. My parents considered Pat and Peter Anderson their closest friends in BG, and I also have fond memories of Leslie and Chooleen (sp?) Wong, both as our dentist and socially. My Dad was an accomplished artist in his own right, and he tried to persuade Peter to work more at his painting, which he thought was exceptional. In fact before we left Georgetown, Peter gave Dad what we considered his masterpiece, which depicts the view from the back of their house in Kitty. Dad gave me the painting in 1974 as a wedding present, and it is hanging prominently in our living room to this day. It measures approximately 46″x36″ and sits in its original greenheart frame which Dad had made up for Peter when he completed it. If you or anyone else would like to see it, I’d be happy to send a photo of it to Bob (?) to display on this blog.

      Comment by Thomas Hasek — September 28, 2014 @ 6:17 pm | Reply

      • Correction to my previous comment – it just occurred to me that I have a name wrong. Bernie – your Mum’s given name was Jocelyn, not Chooleen. Although Pat Anderson was an “Evan Wong” I can’t remember the exact relationships. i think Leslie, our dentist, was her cousin. Chooleen was Pat’s Mother, and she was apparently the first female to graduate from Oxford.

        Comment by Thomas Hasek — September 28, 2014 @ 7:29 pm

      • Dear Thomas,

        I would very much like to see a photo of your Peter Anderson painting. Could you also email it to me?

        Over the years Nan and I acquired some of Peter’s exquisite pen-and-ink drawings of Georgetown scenes which we love.

        I knew Leslie Wong well. He was a family friend, and our dentist. He introduced me and my brothers to sailing at the Demerara Sailing Club, Snipes in those days. Pat was a bright and engaging woman. I remember her dancing at the Theater a Guild in “And All That Jazz” in 1962. She would visit my parents from time to time, though Leslie was a regular at our house in Cowan St. Kingston.

        The last time I saw Peter must have been in the late 60s, at Fishermans Paradise in High St, when he designed and ordered some stick-on decals for equipment we were making. Now retired and living in the USA, I still spend half of the year in Guyana, and often pass Peter & Pat’s house at byways Kitty. It’s still very much there.

        Kindest Regards, George Jardim.



        Comment by George Jardim — September 28, 2014 @ 9:33 pm

      • Hi George –

        I’ll be happy to send you the picture, but I can’t see a way of doing it through this medium: so I shall need your email address. I also have a second Andersen painting – of a young boy. i believe it is of Peter’s son, Eric, from whom he was alienated. I’ll send you a jpg of that as well, but it’s not nearly impressive as the Kitty Roofs.

        I’m in Burnaby, BC: email:


        Comment by Thomas Hasek — September 28, 2014 @ 9:52 pm

      • My grandfather worked at BG Timbers as an engineer. My mother lived on the compound with the family, Donald Blaquiere.

        Comment by Kathryn Jorge — May 24, 2016 @ 5:02 pm

      • In response to Kathryn Jorge – I don’t look at this web site often – but your Mother’s maiden name is certainly familiar. Blaquieres were neighbours three houses from us in the BG Timbers compound at Houston. We were in the house closest to the river on the north side of the road, and we originally had the whole house, before my Dad had it converted into two apartments. Then we had the lower apartment, with the Garrity couple upstairs – they were known as Gary and Mac, and my recollection of them is distinctly negative. Blaquieres had three daughters I believe – and the only first name I can recall is Maureen. They were part of the Steel Brothers personnel that were moved by CDC (Colonial Development Corporation) from Burma to British Guiana.

        Comment by THOMAS HASEK — May 11, 2017 @ 6:23 pm

  21. Hello everyone, by accident I stumbled upon this website, and oh my goodness, it sure evoked some fantastic memories. I was born in Georgetown, and attended the Sacred Heart RC School but during the period when school was closed, my parent’s sent me to spend part of that time with some of my relatives in MacKenzie. My Uncle had a friend by the name of Mr. Oxley, that operated a launch (one of many)between MacKenzie and Georgetown, which was a less expensive way to travel at the time. Yes, I was one of those that rode on the R.H. Carr, and it was so sad to see what became of that once majestic looking vessel. Now here is something real funny. The R.H. Carr had a bathroom, but if “Nature” was’nt kind to you on that day if you travelled on a launch, then you had to seek “Devine Intervention” ha, ha, ha…. So much for comedy I’ll tell you about that in a little while. My uncle (on my mother’s side) was the Rev. Leslie Millar, who happened to be the Pastor of the Pilgrim Holiness church at Christianburg. His home was located about thirty yards behind the church. This was during the late fifties. I remember also that was a deisel operated generator behind his house that supplied his house, the church, and a few neighbour’s with current, until approximately 8:00Pm most night’s,that lived close-by. In those days most folk’s did not have this (Luxury)on that side of the river, there were no street light’s either. My father (Joseph Pickering) last sister (Eunice Mclennan) lived there until a few year’s ago. She’s passed away about four year’s ago, but most of her children still live in the area. Last time I saw her was Sept. 2001. Now at that time on the other side (MacKenzie) Retreive was still being constructed, so I would stay at some other relatives’ (The St.Clair’s) who lived at 357 Henderson road between Mora and Greenheart. They are all in the US currently. Their dads name was Rudolph. He was famous for suppling qiute a few people in the general area with “Wild-Meat” since hunting was his hobby. He was employed at Demba as a deisel-mechanic. This was a range of of four homes (I think) I remember the (Nurse’s) Winston, Albert and Pinky. Their mothers name was Mavis. Then there was Joey, who had two sisters (Had a huge crush on the older one)can’t recall her name, might also be Mavis, but Joey went on to become one of Guyana’s better middle distance athletes. I also remember Maurice and Edmond Fraser, Keith Edwards, Chummy, Vibert Monplasir, Dexter Jones etc…..I also had a great time racing “SCOOTERS” on those concrete pathways that criss-crossed on the Eastern side of the MacKenzie Market. The only bad thing about MacKenzie for those who were visiting, was how COLD it became at night, especially the water…..Brrrrrrrrr…..I could go on forever. I’ll never forget those days, the memories were priceless. Next time I’ll tell you about the fair.

    Comment by Hugh Pickering — March 24, 2010 @ 11:26 pm | Reply

      THE UK



      Comment by LEIGH FOO — May 11, 2010 @ 5:47 pm | Reply

      • Personally I don’t, but maybe someone else might. The year and places he was in Guyana might help.

        Comment by Admin — May 11, 2010 @ 8:24 pm

      • hi Leigh,my name is Nikki(Foo)Ivens the great grandchild of Dr foo.Jimmy Foo is My Uncle born from Stella and David Foo I am the daughter of Jim’s youngest and only brother [David Brian Foo].It’s nice to read that there is more family out there.If you get any more information about the family I would love to hear from you.I would also love to know more history on my Scottish great grand Mother.What part of Scotland was she from and if she had any family there.I get bits and pieces of history from the family,but to get information from a fresh voice would be wonderful.hope to hear from you some day.

        Comment by Nikki Ivens — May 29, 2011 @ 4:22 am

      • Leigh, please e-mail me at as my grandmother’s brother was Dr. Albert Benjamin Foo who was married to a Scottish lady, Aunt Peg.

        Comment by Mary Ann Young — April 30, 2013 @ 5:39 pm

    • Wow ! I knew Dr.Foo , he and Dr. Kerry, used to visit my grandparents, Dr. J.B. Singh & Alice Singh , at 273 Lamaha Street between Camp & Thomas Sts in the early 1950’s, I was about 4 or 5 years old at the time. My Uncle Mike Paul and cousin P.N.Singh were both engineers at McKenzie in the early 60’s . Nice to read old stories. Loved traversing Old BG.

      Comment by Varuna S.Singh — September 16, 2015 @ 1:44 pm | Reply

      • Hi Varuna so lovely to hear about your grandparents. I believe there is a connection between our families and Dr. Kerry. Do you have an email address?

        Comment by Ravi — December 29, 2018 @ 4:10 pm

  22. Hello Cusin Leigh: I am Jimmy Foo but not a son of Dr. Foo I’m the eldest grandchild born to David Foo and my mom Stella. It was Uncle Vincent that went to the USA and is now deceased. The eldest was my Dad David who died in England while attending the University of Oxford. It was a motor cycle accident in 1954. My two aunts daughters of Granddad (aka Gangang) have lived and still live in Derby, England their names are Margaret and Theresa. The youngest of the original clan, Albert also lives around Derby. So my question who are you the child of and what is your age? Your comments about the R.H Carr brought a tear to my eye as I travelled on it several times as I was born when my parent lived in Christianberg and spent the first 5 years of my live there.

    Comment by Jimmy Foo — June 16, 2010 @ 2:01 am | Reply

    • Hello
      just updating everyone.
      I am the daughter of Dr. Albert Benjamin Foo and Shirley Foo. My parents were married in 1958 in Guyana until my father died in May 1967. I have 2 brothers Dennis Anthony and Ian Anthony.
      I knew that Daddy had a family before ours and i met Vincent Foo when he attended his father’s funeral in 1967. I was 8 years old then.
      We no longer live in Guyana but visit occasionally

      Comment by Megan — April 13, 2016 @ 12:56 am | Reply

      • Megan is that you? Barbados 2006. Aliso Sueping, Andra and me.

        Comment by Kathryn jorge — June 8, 2016 @ 9:15 am

  23. Having gone to the site of (British Guyana) now Guyana i am surprised that there is so much info.
    I spent my time there from end of February 1962 until October 1962. I was attached to the Royal Anglian Regement. We where billited at Atkinson Field then I went down to Georgetown to the Mariners Club. I went up to New Amsterdam for 6 weeks where we lived in the “Brand new school”.
    I did have contacts to the local people, occaisionaly being invited to thier house for a meal but of course never had any adresses to take back to england with me,
    I have often about Guyana and how it would be nice to go back there to see how the country has developed since then.
    Should anybody who can recollect those times and wish to send me an Email, I would be delighted.
    Time is like water, there has been a lot of water gone under the bridge since then exactly like time.
    I have been living in Germany since leaving the Army at the end of October 1969 and now I am one of those people they call a Senior Citisen, (pensioner).
    I still have fond memoreys of Guyana.

    Comment by Terry Morgan — June 16, 2010 @ 1:29 pm | Reply

    • I’m working for a german museum and we are preparing a new exhibition. I’m searching for old photos of the Atkinson Air Field or Bauxite transport in British Guiana during World War II. Maybe someone can help us?

      Comment by Mrs. Hoffmann — August 23, 2010 @ 12:31 pm | Reply

      • Hi Mrs. Hoffmann:
        Which museum in Germany having the exhibition. How does one contact you by email?

        Comment by Rita Gomes — December 31, 2016 @ 9:19 pm

    • Entry 23.
      Hi Terry.
      I thought we, !st Battalion The Worcestershire Regiment, were the last to be stationed in ‘BG’ ie Atkinson Field but apparently The RAR came after us.I have a vague memory of standing on the balcony of the Airport Building and a friend standing next to me saying ‘can you smell smoke ?’ Within minutes the entire building was aflame and our RSM ran around like a mad thing trying to organise a bucket brigade. I seem to remember that we were watching the then new Brittania Airliner landing for its proving flight to South American routes. The rumour at the time was that its ‘wash’ ,as it turned in front of the building, blew over a stove in a rest room in the building. I seem also to remember that the Worcesters provided tentage for temporary customs/emigration fascilities. Happy days.
      G E Wiley

      Comment by G E Wiley — August 16, 2012 @ 2:19 pm | Reply

    • Lello Mr. Morgan, I was born 1957, we lived at Friendship on the East Bank of Demerara, I remembere at age 2 to 5yrs old, the British soldiers would pass bye on some real big green trucks, my greatest moments would be when the soldiers would give me cadbury chocolate, they were the nicest guys, my mom said, one soldier gave me a medal, my mom said I slept every night with that under my pillow. Our Governor was Sir David Rose.He

      Comment by Marlene Ogle — January 17, 2013 @ 4:17 am | Reply

    • Hi Terry, not sure if you will read this, but I too found the site by accident, my dad served in the army and was posted to British Guiana around 1962 ish, as when my brother was born on christmas day in 1963 he came hone on compassionate leave. I know he made friends with an Elinor and Murphy Dasilva, as many many years later they visited us in North Wales (about 1975 ish) I am trying to track all of dad’s travels hence me finding this site. I wonder if you or anyone reading this remembers dad, he is dead now unfortunately, 2 years ago of a brain tumour, I am not sure what his rank was but I think it was warrant officer…..but I am 54 myself now, was only 3 at this time so forgive me and my memory!!!

      Comment by Karen Miles — March 14, 2014 @ 10:48 pm | Reply

      • My brother Michael just forwarded this site and as I read along – what memories. I just noticed you mentioned Elinor and Murphy Dasilva. We used to live next door to them on Brickdam. I had left Guiana in 1960 to study Nursing in England. One of my cousins-Gloria Hill married a British soldier-Fred Turner and they on return to England emigrated to Australia. She also lived on Brickdam near to the Dasilvas.

        Comment by Barbara Chalifoux nee (Greenidge) — July 16, 2017 @ 4:32 pm

      • Karen, I believe my father in law served with your Dad – his name was Fred Turner and he was posted at the same time and married a local girl there Gloria Hill. They did live near the Da Silva family. Fred is now in a nursing home athough we do recall him speaking of a friend who passed a few years ago from a brain tumour so expect this may well have been your dad.

        Comment by Lorraine Duffy — April 17, 2018 @ 3:20 am

      • Barbara- I also noted a post regarding Gloria and Fred who are my husband (Mark’s) parents. Gloria sadly passed away a few years ago now, however Mark does keep in touch with relatives many who live in Canada and Florida. Fred is still with us and in a nursing home. Gloria – had three children – Mark, Debbie and Peter – who all live in Australia. I did notice you on Facebook so hopefully we can link up.

        Comment by Lorraine Duffy — April 17, 2018 @ 3:25 am

      • To Barbara Chalifoux nee (Greenidge) – I just noticed that you lived on Brickdam and your brother’s name was Michael. I attended Central High School (1955-1960) on Smyth Street and I was in a class with Michael Greenidge and if my memory serves me, Michael left to emigrate to Barbados. Is this your brother ? If he is, I would be glad to hesar from him.

        Comment by Albert Gonputh — April 17, 2018 @ 7:33 pm

      • To Barbara Chalifoux nee (Greenidge) – I would like to hear from Michael Greenidge – my email address is :

        Comment by Albert Gonputh — April 17, 2018 @ 7:41 pm

      • Lorraine Duffy wow that must have been dad…..he did talk about a Turner, any connection to a butcher, or Army Catering Corps?

        Comment by Karen Henderson. was Miles — June 29, 2018 @ 9:10 pm

      • Lorraine Turner, my email address is . would love to hear more……we have subsequently found out that I may have half brother or sister over there, your father in law may know more….. Dad was a bit of a philanderer lol

        Comment by Karen Henderson. was Miles — June 29, 2018 @ 9:13 pm

    • Hello terry. You may have known my father. He was in the royal Anglian regiment. His name was ray Lawson. I was hoping to get some stories about him. Look forward to hearing from you.

      Christine Lawson.

      Comment by Christine Lawson — August 18, 2014 @ 9:25 pm | Reply

    • Hello I’m looking for my great-grandmother information her name was Agnes Morgan does that ring any bells to you

      Comment by Elliot Gordon — February 25, 2017 @ 3:31 am | Reply

  24. Mrs. Hoffmann – My family moved to British Guiana from Trinidad in 1947. I am sorry I cannot help you with your photos. You might try the British Government perhaps its Foreign Office or Commonwealth Office. Good luck with your search.
    Maybe someone else reading this website will be better informed than I am.

    Comment by Pat Hunte-Cusack — September 1, 2010 @ 9:23 pm | Reply

  25. p.s. I have e-mailed Bob Wong and Alex Hamilton about the fact that I have found information that might interest you in a book written by Mr. Duncan C. Campbell late of Alcan entitled “Global Mission The Story of Alcan Volume I to 1950”.
    Pages 302 to 328 might be useful to you. There are photographs there too. But cannot help re
    Atkinson Field. Surely the Guyana Government archives hold this history.

    Best of luck!


    Comment by Pat Hunte-Cusack — September 2, 2010 @ 12:52 am | Reply

    • Hi My name is Chris Abdool,born in British Guiana June 14 1950.Funny how so many good meomries could come back about Guyana,from these Guyanese blogs.Well done guys.I am now sixty years of age.Worked on many Saguenay ships,Sun Henderson,Sun Brayton Sun Walker.Now live in the USA for 30 years.Worked on many American ships,includind super tankers as second officer.Now retire living in Queens.Realy nice to read so many old stories about folks my age and over from British Guiana,and now Guyana.Wish if it was still under the Union Jack,then i would never had left.Regard to my fellow Guyanese,that know Guyana when it was British Guiana.

      Comment by Chris Abdool — September 23, 2010 @ 1:08 am | Reply

      • Chris: My name is Cleopatra Tudor, Formerly Jonas. My father was Claude Jonas, Pilot at Sprostons and my brother was John Jonas, also Pilot at Sprostons. My first job was a teacher at McKenzie Public School and because I lived in Georgetown, when the opportunity arrived, I would ride those during the weekend. I had scary moments boarding midstream when the water was rough. However, I will always treasure those memories.

        Take care of yourself.

        Comment by Cleopatra Tudor (nee Jonas) — November 19, 2011 @ 8:09 pm

      • Hey Chris, do you know Murtland Morrison, he worked on the Sun ships as well (my dad) as the chief cook?

        Comment by Stanly — August 6, 2013 @ 4:13 am

      • Hi Chris. nice memories of former BG I`m from Georgetown. Can remember the Saguenay ships and many more leaving G/town.
        Its a Country with so many rivers and rich rain forest. I was born at 77 Saint Stephen Street. Dad was very talented Cabinet maker.
        Its nice to hear comments of former BG. I`m also a retired HVACR Tech. Take care.

        Comment by David Patrick Hazell — October 10, 2014 @ 1:13 pm

      • David,

        What a welcome surprise to see your name on this comment! As a child, I knew your father very well. He was a good friend of my father, Manoel Jardim. We used to visit his workshop which was on the street to the west of the LeRepentir cemetery. I’ve lived in the USA for many years but, now retired, I still spend a few months of each year in Guyana. A few months ago I passed down that same street, just for the nostalgia.

        Your dad made much of the furniture for our house in the 50s. Of the pieces, I still have an exquisite Chiffonier, a popular piece of furniture at the time for displaying glassware and crockery. It still sits in my house on the Essequibo river. I’m 69 years old now, but can remember being five years old and hiding under it between the two solid legs. I can’t imagine how I fitted in there. He also made an exquisite coffee table, inlaid with pieces of all of Guyana’s woods.

        I’d be very interested to hear more about you and your family. Maybe I can find a picture of the Chiffonier.

        Kindest Regards, George Jardim.


        Comment by George Jardim — October 11, 2014 @ 4:53 pm

  26. Just found that Bob Wong mentioned Atkinson Field/Airport in his story in website “Guyana Then and Now”. That might be useful too. Needle in haystack!


    Comment by Pat Hunte-Cusack — September 2, 2010 @ 1:00 am | Reply

  27. FYI – See Atkinson Field British Guiana on “Google”!

    Comment by Pat Hunte-Cusack — September 2, 2010 @ 3:11 pm | Reply

  28. You never know what you’ll find on the internet!! All these BG people reminising!

    My maternal grandparents, Harry and Sarah Hendra, were down there from London in the late ’20’s I think. Father, Eric Clark, from Saint John, NB married their daughter, Jeannetta in late 30’s. I was born in Mackenzie 1938, with doctor Charlie Roza in attendance. (Granddaughter – by some fluke – called Mackenzie.)

    Mum and Dad left in the ’40’s and went to Jamaica for a couple of years, then back to Montreal and Dad retired from Alan here in 1970. I think the experience of living in the tropics moulded their entire lives.

    I’m now retired from McGill University and have lived in Dorval, QC for 50 years with husband, two children and six grandchildren – who are spread out hither and yon.

    Anyone heard of a lovely book by Patricia Wendty Dathan (Whalley)? Called “Bauxite, Sugar and Mud: Memories of Living in Colonial Guyana 1928-1944.” It’s available – with pictures too!

    Comment by Carole Anne Clark (Kleivstul) — September 25, 2010 @ 5:53 pm | Reply

  29. Carole Anne – yes! That was a great book. I sent it to my sister in Germany. The first book I read about Mackenzie was written by Zahra Freeth (I think that was her name) – “Run Softly, Demerara” – and then there was “A Hand Full of Diamonds” by Victor G.C. Norwood first published in 1960 about adventures and experiences in the jungles and diamond fields of Guiana and Brazil with photos by the author; also I was given “Guyana Farewell” by Noel Compton Bacchus: New York City, 1995 which I loved also and last but not least “Black-Water People” by Carmen Barclay Subryan published in 2003, about the Allicock family, which I found very interesting as well. I’m so proud to have been a small part of that mosaic and I hope to be able to return one day – with a box of kleenex! (I was there from 1947 – 1967.)

    Comment by Pat Hunte-Cusack — September 25, 2010 @ 9:41 pm | Reply

  30. Mr. Pickering, did you know or know of my grandfather,Dr. Bradford,a dentist of #21 Camp Street?

    Comment by margaret eversley — November 6, 2010 @ 12:49 am | Reply

  31. I moved to BG with my parents,Doug and Rene Minshull around 1960.We lived in Watooka and Noicadoct(phenetic)until about 1965 .The Three Friends,All[gator Pond,Demba,The Club in Mackenzie, what memories!I remember the Drummand the RH Carr,Dr Davies-Webb,Wismar.Names like Derrick Biggato.Leo Brommo the Quinns,the farm.I was born in Chester in 1953 and ironically the RH Carr was built here in Saltney.A local councellor Klaus Armstrong-Braum is trying to gain support to bring the paddle steamer back to the UK.Loads of great memories of the bush etc.Maybe I ll go back


    Comment by nick minshull — December 17, 2010 @ 9:17 pm | Reply

    • I also lived on Noicadoct from around 1964 to mid 1968. My father was John Kanen and my mother was Shirley Kanen. My dad was a civil engineer down in Mackenzie to help build and design a water treatment plant.

      Comment by Spencer Kanen — December 2, 2012 @ 2:30 am | Reply

      • Hi Spencer, my name is Keith Fraser. I met you, Shauna Fiedtkou and your other Watooka Day schoolmate, young Yhap, throwing rocks near the train line running between your house and the school. My mom worked as a maid at Watooka Guest House. I remember your mom inviting me to the swimming pool one hot summer (August holiday) day.

        Comment by Keith Fraser — July 11, 2014 @ 8:37 pm

      • This is interesting stuff. Do you recall the name of the Yhap? Was is Kenny Yhap? That would be my brother.

        Comment by Wendy ching — September 15, 2015 @ 3:07 am

  32. What a wonderful site! I was stationed in Georgetown in 1966. My job allowed me plenty of oppotunity to travel, mostly to Mackenzie. I have great memories of the Mackenzie Trail as we knew it. Five hours by landrover over a distance of approximately 50 miles. I do not recall Fogartys but do remember a large store that i think was called Bookers, Sorry the years have taken their toll Ha Ha!

    Regards David.

    Comment by David Lee — December 18, 2010 @ 4:23 pm | Reply

    • Fogartys was not very far away from Bookers was located across the street next to the small park that divided Bookers from Fogartys on Water st. It was a large department store.

      Comment by C L Barrow — November 23, 2011 @ 12:19 am | Reply

      • Fogartys was big enough, One store was on Water St. on the corner of Rob across from the GPO and Museum. VP3BG/ZFY were located there as was VP3MR, when it was… Another Fogartys was situated ‘lower down’ on Water St. backing on High St. . VP3BG operated there before it’s Rob St. location. Randof Profit, Gwen Kellman, Olga Lopes and many others were broadcast to the World from this location. The US MPs used the location as it’s HQ from 1941. There was a ‘Comons’ next to this place complete with a Black Smith Shop.
        Those were the times.

        Comment by Louis C. Kellman — July 4, 2014 @ 10:16 pm

      • Had many a piece of lemon merengue pie with a coffee at Fogarty’s cafe after dropping my kids off to St.Margaret’s school. I was in Georgetown from early 1963 to 1967 when my husband was the only doctor with full qualifications in obstetrics and gynae at that time. Went back for a holiday in 2000 for a holiday but was disappointed, didn’t match up to the happy memories of the 60s. Love this site and the memories of the many lovely Guyanese friends that we had.

        Comment by Dorothy Mitra — March 9, 2016 @ 3:34 pm

    • hi David.
      I am looking for info on Mackenzie aroundd the 1950s, can you help me?

      Comment by rita wright — March 8, 2016 @ 5:12 pm | Reply

  33. Hello!
    Must say the names posted here are not ringing any bells for me. My family came from Montreal and lived in “BG” Watooka- Dad – Alan Dicks, was Mill Superintendant, mother Eveyln taught the kindergarten for a while. We left in 1954 or 55 with the intention of returning to Montreal, got nwaylaid in the US, and stayed here.
    I remember two doctors: Kenny and Eileen Camdon – anyone out there remember me? Or my brother Steve (who now lives in St. Croix at works at Hovensa).
    Karen Dicks Feb 18 2011

    Comment by Karen Dickst — February 19, 2011 @ 12:42 am | Reply

  34. Sorry all, mistyped the spelling of my last name: Karen Dicks

    Comment by Karen Dicks — February 19, 2011 @ 12:42 am | Reply

  35. Let’s try this again:

    I lived in Watooka between 1952 and 1956 when my Dad (Allan Dicks) was mill superintendant for ALCAN.
    Mother Evelyn taught the kindergarten for a while.

    Anyone out there remember me?

    How about two doctors who lived there at the time: Drs. Kenny & Eileen Camden – not sure if the spellling is correct.

    Get in touch!
    Karen Dicks

    Comment by Karen Dicks — February 19, 2011 @ 12:45 am | Reply

    • Karen –

      Didn’t see if you had accessed the website on Guyana and read Evan’s comments about your parents. Check it out.

      Katy Wong

      Comment by Evan Wong — June 5, 2011 @ 1:01 am | Reply

      • mabe we are famiy…my greatgrandmother was Ida Wong her mother was Martha Lo so Moy the father of Ida not sure.

        Comment by Ron Wong — December 29, 2011 @ 4:21 pm

  36. Yes, Karen, I remember you. I remember your Mom and Dad well. Your father was the maintenance superintendent of the bauxite plant when I was there. Your Dad and I had lively discussions in the office. He particularly missed driving on the highways, since we were not allowed cars in those days, and there were no highways. He’d talk nostalgically about his cars and the trips he’d taken back home. Your Mom was a great teacher, much loved by everyone.
    I remember giving some great advice to the Camdens! Their joint income as doctors put them in a precarious tax bracket. I suggested they divorce and remarry every year to lower their taxes. They said their marriage meant too much, and refused my excellent suggestion. Good to hear from you, Evan Wong

    Comment by Evan Wong — May 16, 2011 @ 12:36 am | Reply

    • My name is Ronny Wong my great grandmother was Ida Wong born in Guyana her mother was Martha Lo so moy born she was widowed and re married Marits Jessurun and moved to Suriname. I am searching my roots.
      Thank you

      Comment by Ronny Jessurun Wong — December 28, 2011 @ 2:46 am | Reply

      • Hello Ronny wong.I was wondering if you are related to Mr ustas Allicock,and Eric Wong.

        Comment by radika james — May 25, 2013 @ 11:41 pm

    • Evan did you have a son or brother named Scott or Scottie as I knew him

      Comment by Spencer Kanen — December 2, 2012 @ 2:35 am | Reply

  37. My family and I arrived in BG, via schooner from Bridgetown, Barbados, in 1944. I was five years of age. We lived in a large, large house on Waterloo Street, Bumber 149 I believe) opposite the Parade Grounds and very near the Botanical Garden . Our next door neighbor was a Mr. Trevalyn, the Post Master General of British Guiana. We were the only Jewish family in all of Guiana or Georgetown to be more specific, and because of that and because we had a Torah, we were asked by the United States Military to allow the Jewish service members stationed at Atkinson Air Field to worship in our house on the High Holy Days. It was the most wonderful experience, especially for the kids. Until then, we had never know what Hershey Bars, O’Henry Bars, Fleers Double Bubble Gum, american apples, canned fruits in heavy syrup, etc. tasted like. It was all yummmm. But we mademany friendships, and was even invited to vist the base and eat with the servicemen and women. One of the most facinating sights was seein clothes tumbling over and over and washing in a Bendix Glass Front Washing Machine. It was my first introduction to TV. Since our house was quite big, my mother let out rooms and partially converted it into a boarding house. We had visitors from many parts of the world, including a writer by the name of Holtzman, an East Indian man by the name of Rudolph Singh, who owned all the cinemas in town and who was my favorite boarder because I got to to the movies any time I so desired). Another famous person was Janet Rosenberg who came to BG to marry our dentist Cheddi Jagan. And evryone knows that Janet became Prime Minister of BG years after her husband died. Of course myy mother cooked her traditional European dishes, but the children were more enamored of the local cookery, including pepper pot. cuckoo and salt fish stew, pone, etc. prepared by our cook and allover housekeeper, the ever- wonderul and very ample Iris. We left BG to go to the States in 1949. I was 10 then. Today I am 72. Still the multi-cultural memories linger on.
    Jack J. Mass
    P.S. If anyone knows of those I mentioned in this reminisence, I would appreciate hearing from you

    Comment by Jack — June 21, 2011 @ 6:48 pm | Reply

    • Hello Jack,
      I must correct you, yours was not the only Jewish family living in Guyana (British Guiana) at that time, granted the majority were not religious but they were Jewish nevertheless. Janet Rosenburg Jagan was herself Jewsih as were the Krawkowski, Van Batenburg (my family) Kellman, Zitman, Schneiderman, Schwelt families and many more.. There were several other families who kept a low profile , as it were, about their Jewish antecedents, they never converted and many quietly celebrated the high holidays. There were (portuguese) families, many with Sephardic names that existed one foot in Judaism and one in Catholicism, many lighting the shabbat candles on Friday evening and come Sunday they attended mass. Ironically today many descendants of these conversios have returned to their Jewish roots and now practice Judaism in countries like Canada and the U.S.. Guyana was a magical place for a child and am happy to know you carry fond memories of the country, as do I.
      Stay well,
      Barbara Malins-Smith,
      Honorary Consul Israel,
      Trinidad and Tobago

      Comment by Barbara malins-Smith — January 25, 2012 @ 9:53 pm | Reply

      • Hello Ms.Malins-Smith,
        I was very interested to read your reply above. My mother whose father was born in B.Guiana of Portuguese parents reports that her grandmother who helped raise her and her siblings in Port of Spain after her mother died at 28 leaving 5 children under the age of 8, practiced several customs which she now thinks may have been Jewish. I am wondering if Rodrigues could have been one of the Portuguese Sephardic families names you refer to. Of course this was my grandfather’s name and I’m unsure of what was my grandmother’s maiden name. We have always suspected that we may have Jewish ancestors. Also on my father’s side of the family, my grandfather migrated from Madeira to avoid conscription as he had already had 3 sons and the poor wages paid to conscripts could not support his family. His name was Jose de Freitas.
        I would be very interested to read if you have any information on these family names from Portugal/ Madeira. Jose migrated from Funchal Madeira. We suspect though that his family may have at some point fled the mainland town on Freitas for Madeira during the Inquisition.
        Charisse de Freitas

        Comment by Charisse de Freitas — September 23, 2013 @ 12:28 pm

      • Madam.
        Maybe someone, anyone, could explain why T & T and The Dominican Republic were the only places that accepted Jewish refugees before WW II?
        Was it because both of these places (Dominican Republic from Pirating days) and T & T Established Businesses associated with the Sephardi Group?
        (Yes Jewish people were involved with Piracy etc.)
        It may help if you look up “When Islam Ruled Spain”. 800 years of peace, development and Intelligence. It was during this time of co-existence that a lot of progress was made in a lot of fields.

        Comment by Louis C. Kellman — July 17, 2014 @ 10:16 pm

      • Hi
        My Guyanese father, Winston Ho and my Israeli mother, Ahuva, moved to Guyana in 1971 for about a year, after he finished his medical studies in Jerusalem. He had never met a Jew before! His father Benjamin, had been a deacon of a Chinese church in Georgetown.
        My parents claim they held the first Passover Seder in Guyana, with an Israeli visitor (professor? Diplomat?).
        My parents returned to Israel and eventually emigrated to California.
        My brothers and I returned with our dad to Guyana a couple years ago for the Queen’s College Reunion!
        Claire Ho
        Claire Ho

        Comment by clairedds — September 17, 2016 @ 2:58 am

    • Hi I was in BG in the 60’s and am trying to trace some of my best friends from then. I wondered if you ever knew any of the embassy staff from that era and especially from Us embassy eg Annalotte Moriera German Embassy,John Crawford vice consul American Embassy?? I would be delighted if you could shed light of any of the embassy people from that time or even advise me om how to trace them. I loved my time in British Guiana.

      Regards Eileen (Keating)

      Comment by eileen Pearson (Keating) — April 4, 2013 @ 9:23 am | Reply

    • Hello jack. My grandfather Charles Matthew Shannon was post master general in BG in the 1920’s
      He and his family mov Ed to canada around 1926 as he had severe malaria, and was told not to stay in the south any longer. His oldest son stayed in the south living at various times in St Lucia, TandT, Jamaica.
      His oldest daughter was already married and stayed on in BG a for a few more years, but then she and her husband and children also,came to Canada. I think he was in sugar and that they lived a long way from Georgetown by boat up the Demerara river. They are all gone now, as are my parents, but I remember many stories of my father growing up in BG. This site has been very interesting to me

      Comment by Norah — November 7, 2014 @ 5:42 am | Reply

  38. Hello, my name is Nora (Johnson) Kawalec. I live in Southern California. I remember Evan Wong, actually I went to school with him at Winnie Wishart’s school in Georgetown. I think one of your uncles was the Dentist. My parents lived at 44 Main Street and he rented the first floor for his Dental Office. I can remember getting a hold of the mercury he used for fillings (in those days) we used to roll it over the floor. Was one of your Uncles a Doctor as well? He had to check me out for my entry into the States.

    Comment by Nora (Johnson) Kawalec — July 9, 2011 @ 9:41 pm | Reply

    • Yup you’re right Nora, except for the doctor bit.

      Comment by Admin — July 9, 2011 @ 11:41 pm | Reply

      • I know there were several Wongs, however, Leslie was the dentist, right? Leslie Evan Wong. I know his brother was an M.D. and if I remember his wife was English or American is this correct? Please respond. I wonder if 44 Main Street is still ther? Any old pics of that address? Unforuntately I have none. We also moved from that address and lived in Duke Street, next door to the Phillips family. Looooooooooooong ago.
        My Uncle Eric Johnson was the Paymaster of Police and my Dad was the Chief account of the Transport and Harbors for many years.

        Comment by Nora (Johnson) Kawalec — January 24, 2012 @ 9:50 pm

      • Would you know if anyone has a photograph of 44 Main Street in Georgetown in the 40’s I am sure there must be one floating around. I wish I had a picture of that house we lived in. I hear it is now housing the British Embassy?

        Comment by Nora (Johnson) Kawalec — January 26, 2012 @ 10:10 pm

    • Hi Nora, Eric, a fine man and Laura, lived in later years at my mother’s guest house on Murray St. Eric died there, can’t remember(another senior moment) if Laura died there too. I was away at the time. regards

      Comment by Richard Driver — September 3, 2012 @ 9:19 pm | Reply

      • Hi Richard, Just wondering if you have a sis named Mary Lou – lived behind you and your mom use to drive us to St. Joseph’s High School

        Comment by marilyn khan — January 10, 2016 @ 7:04 pm

    • Nora – I was in Georgetown last October and took a photo of the British Consulate for a friend who used to work there in the ’60s. If you send me your
      e-mail address I would be happy to send it to you – 44 Main Street.
      Pat Hunte-Cusack

      Comment by Pat Hunte-Cusack — May 27, 2013 @ 11:46 pm | Reply

      • Thanks so much Pat. Here is my e- mail address. Norkawalec@

        Comment by Nora kawalec — July 11, 2013 @ 3:49 pm

      • Hi,I was in Guiana 1964/5 and knew lots of the consulate staff..did you ever come across Annalotte Maeder/,DR Jovy?( german Embassy) john Crawford (US embassy) can’t remember any more Would love to be reminded of more. I loved Guiana and think about it lots!! I used to work at the hospital in Georgetown and also knew people from there but can’t remember names!! Would love to hear more from you.


        Comment by eileen Pearson (Keating) — July 11, 2013 @ 4:26 pm

      • Hi pat I would a picture of 44 Main. E- mail
        Thanks so much!

        Comment by Nora kawalec — January 6, 2014 @ 8:56 pm

  39. The prolific author A. Hyatt Verrill, 1871-1954, lived in Guiana around 1910-1920. He wrote articles and novels about the people and the country. Most of them are available online. I’m still working on a few other works. You will have to search for them, using the ‘find’ feature and ‘Guiana’ will get most.

    Comment by stillwaterwoods — July 13, 2011 @ 12:06 pm | Reply

  40. My father, L.A. Carrington, Sr., was a chaplain in the U.S. Air Force stationed at Atkinson Field, B.G. In 1946 he moved the family there, and as a 14 year old I had many wonderful times at Atkinson Field. Tutored by my mother and several pilots, for well over a year it was essentially a vacation for me, and I have many fond memories of B.G. and the wonderful people of B.G. At the age of 78 I still remember the many kindnesses shown me by the citizens, and I could never forget the beauty of B.G.

    Comment by Stewart Carrington — July 31, 2011 @ 7:13 pm | Reply

    • Hi would you happen to know some one by the name Cicely Hunter or Doreen Noel i think the call her Blossom as a nick name she work at Atkinson Field during the war 1946 1947 she was a very light skin lady she woul be about your age she was my Mother.

      Comment by Marlyn Pereira — January 9, 2013 @ 10:05 pm | Reply

  41. I just put a full novel, from 1916 on my website. The story is a fantasy, juvenile fiction by A. Hyatt Verrill. Within the action Verrill describes the jungles and Indians of British Guiana.

    Comment by stillwaterwoods — August 4, 2011 @ 2:37 pm | Reply

  42. Hi!
    What a long time ago….my sister told me about this site. Our dad was Eric Anderson (passed away 14 years ago)and he worked with Alcan. Mum is Jan ,brother Peter (sadly passed away 11 years ago)and sister Sue Anderson. We left in 1968. We landed in Canada, then England before finally settling in Scotland. I remember some names I think Peter(sadly passed away) was friendly with John Forbes? Good to see this, how life was so much less complicated!!
    I will keep checking in!
    Ellie Anderson now Lamont

    Comment by Ellie — August 31, 2011 @ 8:21 pm | Reply

  43. Hi Ellie – Sorry to hear about your Dad and Peter. I remember your family quite well. Gill Hiscocks also ended up in Scotland.
    You are so right about life being less complicated back then. How did we manage without the technology we have today though?
    Nice hearing from you.
    Pat Hunte-Cusack
    Lake Erie, Ontario

    Comment by Pat Hunte-Cusack — September 1, 2011 @ 2:00 pm | Reply

  44. My name is Eton Wilson,born 1944 at 118 Cowan Street, Kingston, Georgetown. My Dad, Henry Wesley Wilson who attended Central High School and later became a dentist in the US, was a good friend of Dr. Evan Wong. My Dad instructed my Mom to take me to Evan Wong whose office was at Main & Newmarket Streets, Georgetown, to check my teeth. I was scared but thank the Lord, he did. He filled them with the mercury filling which lasted forever and did not kill me (as is feared today). Thanks Dr. Wong. I still have my natural teeth and by the way I, too, am now a dentist practising in Connecticut,US. I also remember travelling on the RH Carr to visit family in MacKenzie. Great Memories! Very scared of crossing the Demerara River with speed boat going from MacKenzie to Wismar. Love to all. Eton.

    Comment by Emmett Eton Wilson — October 6, 2011 @ 9:31 am | Reply

    • Eton, I too was born in Kingston, Barrack Street [a few years after you]& grew up in Fort street near the bakery that changed owners several times. I also went to Kingston Methodist Sunday school with you. I think you played the organ or piano at times. Though you may not remember this I saw you at the QC reunion around 2001 in a overflowing crowd in an East Flatbush venue. I am also close friends with some of your compatriots from Kingston. Ovid Banes, Wesley Terrel, Winston Agard & Alysious [Lio] Martin who just passed last March to name a few. Though some of us are in Englad & USA & Canada we still have Kingston in common. What a great place to have grown up.

      Comment by ian king — October 20, 2011 @ 6:22 pm | Reply

    • Great site. Found it by accident. My name is Joe Jardim, born 21 Nov 1946. Regent and Oronoque streets, Georgetown. Attended Central High School. My father took me to Evan Wong and my teeth were also filled with mercury at around fifteen or sixteen years old. Thanks to that I still have all my teeth at sixty five and I am sure that those fillings will outlive me. I never traveled on R.H.Carr but but passed it many times up and down the Demerara in one of my father’s launches collecting tropical fish for export. We were particularly scared of the “Sun” ships that collected bauxite as they would sneak up on us from behind and because of the noise our engine made you didn’t know until they were right on top of you. Of course you then had to immediately about turn to face the horrendous swell. Once the stove(we cooked on deck) the pot and the last of our rations boiling inside went to a watery grave because of one of them. There was however an even more terrible ship that we especially looked out for but I can’t remember it’s name(anyone remembers?). It belonged to DEMBA and it was a converted submarine chaser. It transported the top brass of the company to G/T and back. Although much smaller than the “Sun” ships it’s swell was much, much greater. Thank God it traveled less frequently. Once we were passing Mackenzie and a “Sun” ship was turning around and we decided to pass behind her. Her bow was anchored to the bank and the stern was moving around. We thought that we had given enough clearance not to be sucked in and we could see half of the reversing prop chopping the water at each revolution as she was empty. then we noticed that our speed was becoming slower, and slower. We gave the engine more throttle until we were facing directly away from this huge spinning prop, seeing flotsam passing us and being mulched in the blade. Although at full throttle now our speed eventually stopped and then we started to slowly drift backwards towards the prop too. We started screaming and making noise by hitting on gasoline cans. Then, after what seemed forever, we saw a head appear over the towering rail at the stern of the ship, looked at us below, and immediately disappear. seconds later the prop began to slow until it eventually stopped. We gradually began to pick up our speed and continued on our journey. None of us spoke for a very long time. The river life was wonderful. On our downward journey we would leave Seeba Quary at dusk and travel the whole night just using the stars reflecting on the river as a guide and reach Mackenzie at dawn in time to get hot coffee and sardine and bread at the market by the stelling.

      Comment by Joe — December 29, 2011 @ 1:44 am | Reply

      • Joe, I’ve sent you a photo of that terrible ship, it was called Poplaris (Typo – should read Polaris).

        Comment by Admin — January 2, 2012 @ 4:29 pm

    • Eton,
      Came across your post on this site quite by accident. I’m George Jardim who lived a few houses west of you in Cowan St. I’d like to make contact again. You can get me at Remember the Silhouettes, me on guitar, you on piano, and Oscar Edwards on Trumpet?
      Regards, George.

      Comment by George Jardim — April 4, 2013 @ 12:24 am | Reply

    • Eton, Of all places, I’m sitting in my dentist’s office in Miami! Do you remember living a couple of houses east of ours, (also 118 Cowan St)? You, me and Oscar Edwards (now sadly deceased) tried to form a band with you on piano, me on guitar, and Oscar on trumpet. Oscar gave us the name “The Silhouettes”, which got misprinted on some programme as “The Silhousettes”. That might have been for a Queens College gig. I remember you as being way ahead of us in your music. Last time I saw you was at a Georgetown party in 1979. Would like to make contact again. George Jardim

      Comment by George Jardim — November 17, 2016 @ 3:00 pm | Reply

  45. My grandmother Harriett Norine Ralphs was born in British Guiana in 1880 and her parents Katherine Sarah Hancock and John William Ralphs were married at St. Philips church in Georgetown in June of 1877 and I would love to learn more about them and obtain birth and marriage records etc. any ideas on how to do this?

    Comment by Wendy Quinn — November 10, 2011 @ 7:37 pm | Reply

  46. Dear Wendy,
    For information, St. Philip’s Church on Smyth Street, Charlestown, Georgetown still exists. All records of births, marriages and deaths are stored by the Registrar of Births, Deaths and Marriages, a Guyana Government Agency in Georgetown. If you live in the U.S.A., you can seek assistance via the Consulate-General in New York at …
    If in Canada, you can seek assistance via the Consulate-General in Toronto at
    Others may have additional suggestions. With every good wish.
    Peter Halder

    Comment by Peter Halder — November 14, 2011 @ 10:29 pm | Reply

  47. May I also add that the name Ralphs is unfamiliar in Guyana. Is it possible that Mr Ralphs was English? There is a John W. Ralphs and family who live in Northwich, Cheshire, England; a John W. Ralphs and family who live in Crewe Cheshire; a John W. Ralphs and family who live in Shrewsbury, Shropshire and another John W. Ralphs and family who live in Salford, Lancashire. You may be able to check those out through any British Embassy.

    Comment by Peter Halder — November 16, 2011 @ 2:09 am | Reply

    • Yes they were English and I am not sure if my great grandparents were born in BG although I have a record from my grandmother that says they were but she was definitely born in BG on Nov. 4, 1880 and I know she had a brother named Reginald. I was told she also had two sisters who died at a young age from eating poisonous berries but do not know their names. I have seen a newspaper announcement of my great grandparents( Katherine Sarah W. Hancock and John William Ralphs) wedding at St. Philips church on June 29, 1877 on the British Colonist site. Thanks for your help

      Comment by Wendy Quinn — November 30, 2011 @ 6:32 pm | Reply

      • My name is Chris Ralph and I am trying to trace my great grandfather. His name was Reginald Randolph Ralphs. Apparently the “s” was dropped from the Ralphs surname some time after the 1880s.
        Can anyone confirm if he was born in British Guiana ?

        Comment by Chris Ralph — November 4, 2012 @ 3:26 am

      • Update to last entry for Chris Ralph. Actually I stand corrected .My great grandfather was Reginald Harry Ralphs.

        Comment by Chris Ralph — November 4, 2012 @ 7:51 pm

    • I have found a WJ Ralphs listed in the British Guiana Directory from 1880 and also in the 1882 directory that worked as a clerk at The Colonial Company on Water Street and then in the 1904 directory I found a R. H. Ralphs who worked at Simpson and Allen on Water Street. I think they may be related but need more information. Also saw a number of Hancocks which was my great grandmothers maiden name(Katherine Sarah W. Hancock)

      Comment by Wendy Quinn — December 2, 2011 @ 12:04 am | Reply

      • Hi Chris I am not sure if your great grandfather is my grandmother’s brother but if so I am sure he was born in British Guiana as was my grandmother. Were his parents Katherine Sarah Wilhelmina Hancock and John Williams Ralphs? I have located the family of Katherine’s sister Jessie Hancock and they went to Scotland and then to England from BG.

        Comment by Wendy Quinn — January 12, 2013 @ 1:36 am

      • Hello just wanted to let everyone know that I have found the family of my grandmother’s brother Reginald H. Ralphs. It seems that he married a Mathildes Branco in 1906 and lived there until his death.They had three children Reginald Felix Ralphs, Leonard Donald Ralphs and Muriel Ralphs. I am still looking for information on my great grandmother and great grandfather Katherine Sarah Wilhelmina Hancock and John Williams Ralphs married on June 29, 1877 in St. Philips Church, Georgetown, Bristish Guiana. Katherine had two sisters Jessie and Alice. Anyone that has information I would appreciate it very much.

        Comment by Wendy Quinn — April 19, 2013 @ 7:26 pm

      • My name is Craig Ralph and I was born in Canada. My father is Reginald Randolph Ralph and grew up in Georgetown. I am looking for information on a Bridget with a possible last name of Viera. Bridget also had a daughter Gertrude “trudy” born around 1951. Thank you

        Comment by Craig Ralph — October 7, 2014 @ 7:56 am

      • Forgot to mention that it’s possible Bridget and her daughter gertrude moved to Ontario, Canada

        Comment by Craig Ralph — October 7, 2014 @ 8:01 am

  48. Hi, My name is Suzanne Morris. My parents Gordon and Edna Morris came from Noranda, Quebec and arrived in BG early in 1941. I was born in the Mackenzie Hospital in November of that year. I have a lot of material about Mackenzie in my Mom and Dad’s diaries and I also have an album full of photographs. A lot of the pictures are of the staff and of the mines. One that I remember vividly is of a German submarine tied up at a dock. When I pull these all together, I will post the pictures and a run down of what my Mom and Dad wrote. They certainly had some wild staff parties. We left, BG in 1945, flying out in a reclaimed Hudson Bomber. We ended up in Cubatao, Brazil for the next 4 years, then up to the States, and then back down to the Peixoto Dam in Brazil. We then returned to Canada in Willowdale, Ontario in the late 50’s.

    My Mom passed away a few years ago. I’m sorry that she isn’t able to see this amazing web site.
    Suzanne Morris, East Selkirk, Manitoba

    Comment by Suzanne Morris — November 29, 2011 @ 2:41 am | Reply

    • Oh please share your pictures I wld love to see of mackenzie

      Comment by gale — October 31, 2013 @ 2:38 am | Reply

  49. I recently heard from Bob Wong and Peter Halder in regards to obtaining birth, marriage and death records for my Grandmother and Great Grandparents who were born in BG and I tried contacting the consulate mrkhanguycon@hotmail as suggested but did not hear back from them. I also wrote to St. Philips Church and The Registrar General in Guyana but have not heard from anyone. Any other ideas on finding my family records. I would so appreciate the help. Wendy

    Comment by Wendy Quinn — November 30, 2011 @ 6:20 pm | Reply

    • Is Bob Wong from Guyana my name is Ronald Wong my great grandmother was Ida Wong her Mother was Martha Lo som Moy her husband ? Wong passed on she became widow and moved to Suriname and married Maurits Jessurun..I am in search of my Wong roots. blessings thank you Wendy

      Comment by Ronny Jessurun Wong — December 28, 2011 @ 2:42 am | Reply

  50. Hello Wendy,

    For BMD records, you could try the Foreign and Commonwealth Office or the British Consulate in Georgetown, again the address could be obtained from the FCO. A further route, if you know their names and approximate dates, would be to order certificates of your forebears from the Overseas Department of the General Register Office at Smedleys Hydro, Trafalgar Road, Birkdale, Southport, Lancs PR8 2HH. The GRO keeps copies of certificates for overseas events. Latest information and prices of copy certificates from the relevant web pages. By the way I noticed that in your e-mail address that gave no response, you did not specify or No reply often happens when one uses either no suffix or the wrong one. Hope this helps. MK.

    Comment by Michael T Knowles BSc — November 30, 2011 @ 9:51 pm | Reply

    • Hello Michael I appreciate your suggestions. My e-mail address is I live in the USA.
      I am not sure how to write the address you gave for the Overseas Department… is that in England? Thank you so very much Wendy

      Comment by Wendy Quinn — December 1, 2011 @ 11:56 pm | Reply

  51. Hi Wendy: Sorry to hear. Try contacting – The Registrar of Births, Deaths and Marriages, GPO Building, Robb Street, Georgetown, Guyana. If you live in Canada, try the Guyana Consul-General, 505 Consumer’s Road, Suite 306, Willowdale, Ontario, Canada M2J 4X8. It’s email is
    Telephone: (416) 494 – 6404 or 494 – 6059.
    Peter Halder

    Comment by Peter Halder — December 1, 2011 @ 12:02 am | Reply

    • Thanks for the suggestions. I have tried contacting the the GPO by mail in Georgetown but have not heard back yet. I will try Mr. Knowles suggestions and see what happens. Many thanks Wendy

      Comment by Wendy Quinn — December 1, 2011 @ 11:48 pm | Reply

    • Hi Peter I am still looking for a way to find my family history in British Guiana without much luck. I have written to the Guyana consulate on Robb St. but have not heard back . I have written to the GPO in Guiana also and have not heard back. I contacted the GRO Dept. but they had no records and told me to contact the GPO in Guiana. I also wrote to St. Philips Church where I believe my Great Grandparents were married in 1877 and did not hear back so I am at a loss as to how to proceed at this point any suggestions would be most appreciated. I live in the United States. Thanks so much Wendy

      Comment by Wendy Quinn — January 17, 2012 @ 6:40 pm | Reply

  52. Does anyone know anything about Stanley Allicock who was a Captain of a ship (dont know ship’s name) I think it may have had connectio to the USA. He had a sister by the name of Elizabeth Howard/Li .Please let me know any info available Thanks

    Comment by PAMELA VAN B STAFFORD — December 3, 2011 @ 11:18 am | Reply

  53. Pamela :Was Stanley Allicock from Guyana or was he an American? If he was an American try googling Stanley Allicock on the internet and you will obtain some interesting results.

    Comment by Peter Halder — December 7, 2011 @ 11:11 pm | Reply

  54. By the way Pamela, are you related to Mr S.L. Van Batenburg Stafford? He was a distinguished Barrister-at-Law and Queen’s Counsel in then British Guiana. He was the one man Commission of Inquiry into the Great Fire of 1945.He was also a politician. I recall seeing him speak at an Election public meeting. He was a candidate for Georgetown South.I was a kid then.

    Comment by Peter Halder — December 8, 2011 @ 1:53 am | Reply

    • Sorry for such a late response.Yes, I am married to his last of three sons David.

      Comment by pamela van B Stafford — September 21, 2012 @ 4:05 pm | Reply

      • Pamela your Mother- in laws name was Frances!? Her parents owned Trent house on Main Street. I know she had a sister but can’t recall her name. It’s been so many years. Sid Stafford was a great friend of my parents. A true gentleman indeed!

        Comment by Nora kawalec — November 12, 2013 @ 10:15 pm

  55. Hi Pamela,
    I was reading your enquiry about “Stanley Allicock” and was a bit curious. Stanley Allicock was my dear father {1920-2000}. He passed away in Fremont Ohio USA. Unfortunately my father would not be the Stanley Allicock that you were seeking.
    I have been researching and documenting the Allicock family linage and might be able to assist you with the question of Guyana or American born Allicocks. It appears the original family of Allicocks was found to be in America as early as the 1600s and up to 1780s, just after the war of independence then abruptly disappeared from the records. It is believed parts of this family settled in Demerara sometime between 1750 and 1797 spawning the Allicocks of Guyana. The Stanley Allicock you are looking for would “most likely have his origin out of Guyana.” There are now hundreds of Allicocks in the USA and around the world but their more recent roots are out of Guyana. I hope that I was able to help.
    Best regards,
    Dmitri Allicock

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — December 23, 2011 @ 10:36 pm | Reply

  56. Wishing everyone a very Merry Christmas and a healthy Happy New Year!

    Comment by Wendy Quinn — December 25, 2011 @ 11:08 am | Reply

  57. Hello I was just in Suriname and found a bit of history fom my Jessurun side of my family and Wong but not much I found out that my greatgrand mother Ida Wong was born in Guyana her Mother was Martha Lo som Moy later Marthas husband died
    ? Wong…And Martha re married to Maurits Jessurun and he brought Martha and Ida to Suriname.
    So I am in search for my Wong family there inGuyana or mabe they all moved other places or the family Lo som Moy.

    Good luck to you all many best wishes for 2012 ..blessings
    I am living in Montreal Canada

    Ronny Wong / Jessurun

    Comment by Ronny Jessurun Wong — December 28, 2011 @ 2:38 am | Reply

  58. I did see your post. My family arrived in BG in 1952 from Montreal, Canada. All relatives at that point were from CA. We lived in Mackenzie for 4 and a half years before returning to Montreal. It’s been great hearing from people who knew and/or worked with my Dad (Allan, who went by ‘Pat’ for some reason!) and who knew Mom (Evelyn). I’m confident Dad missed driving on highways – he LOVED to drive and was very into cars his whole life!

    Please keep the notes and messages coming – it’s terrific catching up.

    Karen (Dicks)

    Comment by kdicksKaren Dicks — December 29, 2011 @ 5:06 pm | Reply

  59. Re comment by Admin on 2/1/12 re the name of that “terrible” ship, the “submarine chaser.” Having travelled on it once from Mackenzie to Atkinson Field, I believe the name is the M.V. Polaris and not “Poplaris”.

    Comment by Peter Halder — January 3, 2012 @ 12:09 am | Reply

  60. Hello all Guyanians ! It is a great pleasure having access to this blog and learning so much about life in the fifties and sixties from ex-residents. I feel it is time to respond particularly to items 47 and 31 in that order. My affair with Guyana began in or about 2005, following research into the shipyard of James Crichton & Co Ltd dating back to the early eighties, when a Channel 4 TV contractor approached me about a programme on rivers, including the Anglo-Welsh Dee. Unfortunately it was not made, but the research was on file and from around Y2000 economic activity on the Dee started with the opening of a new P&O ro-ro ferry from Mostyn to Dublin, and the amazing development followed of the river being used for commercial navigation from April 2004. My recollections went back to the technical closure of the navigation in early 1963, when the severe winter caused the operating cylinders of the Hawarden Swing Railway Bridge adjacent to the HQ of Messrs John Summers’ steelworks at Shotton, to freeze up and suffer severe damage. I found this out when working in the laboratory in the long vacation of 1965.

    The navigation re-opened with the shipment of the first set of wings for the new Airbus A380 from their terminal near the so-called Upper Ferry, to Mostyn for transshipment onto the French antarctic vessel Colibri of Kerguelen for the voyage to Bordeaux for Airbus at Toulouse, via the Gironde and by road. I did research into BG/Guyana in the British Library in London and followed publication of the history of Crichton’s shipyard by sending a letter for publication in the Guyana Chronicle, seeking details of the Demerara Riverboat R H Carr, which was thought by the Saltney Historical Society to be still afloat. On the day of publication the owner of the vessel Mr Yacoob Ally sent me a most civil fax stating that the vessel was indeed still afloat and could be inspected by arrangement. Immediately I initiated a Local Enterprise Scheme to repatriate the vessel as a Welsh equivalent of the S S Great Britain at Bristol.

    The Liverpool Daily Post North Wales Edition published a letter with a photograph of the steamer R H Carr sailing down the canalised section of the tidal River Dee, looking most exotic with awnings for a tropical climate and a tall, thin funnel. It was then a twin-screw steamship, and further astonishment arose when the Lloyd’s Inspection Documents were found in a cellar in London. With all this material the project advanced with the interest of the last living link with the Saltney Shipyard, Mr David A Bell, who was brought up by the Crichtons, as they were childless. He was often invited to attend launches at Saltney at the age of about nine, and like me, was an ex-pupil of Birkenhead School. I identified an ideal location for the ship at Connah’s Quay Dock, just long enough to accommodate her.

    To answer the contributor who said he worked at Sprostons Yard, he might know that the R H Carr was converted from steam to twin oil engines in 1951. The new engines were Blackstone EV6, which had just been introduced as modernised versions of the earlier EPV6 with clerestory combustion chambers and developed up to 250 hp per shaft, close to the output of the former condensing steam engines. I had been the export sales manager of the Rolls-Royce Motors Ltd Diesel Division in Shrewsbury and became keen on the idea of visiting the vessel in the hope that the engines were still intact and even operable. The Blackstone Engines website kindly reconstructed a facsimile brochure on the engines, and repatriation of the R H Carr would have created perhaps one hundred creative jobs at Connah’s Quay, saved the surviving maritime culture from extinction, and thus interested Cllr Armstrong-Braun.

    This project was practicable and Mr Ally quoted a price for the ship including cleaning, for proposed shipment as deck cargo on a heavy-lift or other suitable vessel returning from South America to the European Union, which could offload the R H Carr at Mostyn, as the approach had been dredged for the Irish ferry vessels. Cranage was available and the next part of the operation was to seek funding in the alleged Enterprise & Service Industries Economy of the UK Conservative Government from 1990. The most promising potential local source of funding centred on the most fantastic coincidence, that Booker McConnell, a shipping line which virtually owned and administered British Guiana, had left at independence in 1966 and disposed of all its vessels. With the proceeds, they established Booker Distribution in Wellingborough and invested in a fleet of articulated trucks to feed a new network of Booker Cash-and-Carry wholesale distribution centres, nowadays well known around this country.

    It would hardly be surprising if readers disbelieved this, but in due course, Booker Distribution Ltd merged with the Iceland Frozen Food company to create the Big Food Group Ltd. The corporate headquarters and registered office was relocated at the headquarters of Iceland on the Deeside Industrial Estate, only 4 km or 2.5 miles as the crow flies from Connah’s Quay Dock, where the last surviving steam vessel built on the River Dee could have become a centre of restoration activity and tourism. The research into this vessel culminated in the discovery of archival film of the launch in the British Film Institute website, which any reader of this blog can address and watch in wonder, as the Demerara Riverboat R H Carr slips into the Dee at high tide in June 1926 prior to her trials and the Atlantic crossing to her place of use in British Guiana. (N.B: I hope I have the date right!).

    A necessary part of this recovery and restoration project was professional reconstruction of the upperworks from plans and photographs, for which substantial sponsorship was/is required. The bottom line is that I approached The Big Food Group and obtained a Companies House-based report showing the financial status of the new combined company, from my local regional library. When the librarian called me with the findings, she said, “Well, Mr Knowles, I have the report, but the problem is that I don’t know how to read the turnover, because there are too many noughts!” She read the figures out slowly in order, which turned out to be Five and nine noughts following, meaning Five Thousand Million Pounds and yet they refused all my approaches for sponsorship.

    More is to be written about this, but I thought all ex-Guyana bloggers would like to know how far the project to repatriate and restore the Demerara Riverboat R H Carr went before it stalled. In due course the Irish Ferry ceased, the downstream economic activity of hotels, taxis etc. stopped and local businesses that were starting to grow were all nipped in the bud. I will continue this account during the year 2012. I would like to acknowledge the support of the local Labour MP Mark Tami, the interest of Cllr Klaus Armstrong-Braun, the interest of the Mayor of Saltney and motivation of John and Pauline Grimshaw, who explored Guyana, where Pauline lived as a teenager, and visited Skull Point to inspect the remains of the R H Carr, through the kindness of Mr Yacoob Ally. That’s all for now.

    Best wishes from Michael Knowles (Bath, UK)

    Comment by Michael T Knowles BSc — January 3, 2012 @ 12:19 am | Reply

    • You tried!!! Sigh.

      Comment by Pat Hunte-Cusack — January 3, 2012 @ 1:36 pm | Reply

      • p.s. Not “Guyanians” but Guyanese – as opposed to those from Ghana. Thought you’d like to know.

        Comment by Pat Hunte-Cusack — January 3, 2012 @ 1:39 pm

      • Hello Pat,

        Thanks for this correction, although I thought Guyanese were the native people and not the settlers. I was trying to find the correct word in a hurry !


        Comment by Michael T Knowles BSc — January 10, 2012 @ 12:19 am

  61. Hello, Everyone. I asked in 2010 if anyone had information about my Grandfather, Dr.Bradford,a dentist of #21 Camp St. He often held gatherings at his on Camp St for the Cricket Club and the Chess Club.. Appreciate any information. THANKS.

    Comment by Margaret Eversley — January 9, 2012 @ 12:35 am | Reply

    • My name is Randy Bradford and can be reached at – Dr Bradford of 21 Camp street was my dad – I was his last child before he died – is your dad Chummy or John?

      Comment by Randy Bradford — August 28, 2012 @ 9:48 pm | Reply

      • Hi folks just a word here I used to ‘lime’ with Chummy B.
        while completing my training at PHG. [male nursing] left Guyana in 53 spent the rest of life in Europe and UK comfortably retired, friends of ‘straw’ ,bentley’ and the rest
        much about Bop ,dance. clothes styles , and what was then really cool, dizzy parker and miles. remember.
        Bill , aka willie steele.

        Comment by Bill Steele — July 4, 2013 @ 10:31 pm

  62. Dear Margaret: I never met your grandfather personally but knew his home on Camp Street. His office was on the ground floor. I knew his son, I can’t recall his name now but he was brown-skinned, tall, lean and lanky. He mixed with my gang of about 15. We met from time to time outside the gate to the house, Maybe he is your Dad. The person who may have information on your grandfather is Godfrey Chin the Nostalgia Writer. I suggest you contact him via e-mail at …
    He returned to Guyana from the US and if he does not know of his own, can find out.

    Comment by Peter Halder — January 9, 2012 @ 11:37 pm | Reply

  63. Hi Evan (Bob) I have attached a photo of the 1929 boy scout contingent to the Arrow Park Jamboree in England and your uncle Leslie and (I think) your dad are in the centre of the photograph.
    Geoff Burrowes
    I’m sorry there doesn’t seem to be any way to attach pictures!

    Comment by Geoff Burrowes — January 11, 2012 @ 5:38 pm | Reply

    • Hello Geoff. I keep seeing more and more factors connecting me with Guyana ! My home town up to 1970 was Birkenhead, and Arrowe Park is on the periphery. I knew it well during my schoodays and it is famous for the Scout Jamboree of 1929. The Scout Movement was inaugurated in the New Year 1908 by Baden-Powell making promotional speeches all over the country. This followed his “Experimental Camp” held on Brownsea Island in August 1907, after which the name of Boy Scout Movement was coined. It was commemorated in Birkenhead by a carefully-guarded plaque in the YMCA building in Grange Road, which still stands with its name moulded in the bricks, as was the custom. Birkenhead YMCA moved to a new building in or about 1950 and the plaque was moved to the new site. In the last year or two, a third YMCA building was built on the site of the 1950 building in Whetstone Lane. Near Birkenhead School, a fine house exists with the name of Dalriada, an ancient kingdom in Scotland. It was the last residence of Mr James Crichton, whose shipyard in Saltney built the riverboat R H Carr, and if anyone would like to see the launch on the original Pathé Newsreel, it is accessible through the following link that can be accessed from anywhere = kindly identified for me by John and Pauline Grimshaw, who appear elsewhere on this splendid blog.

      Comment by Michael T Knowles BSc — January 11, 2012 @ 11:24 pm | Reply

  64. Guyana loses a golden treasure…
    GODFREY CHIN, who spent his last years showcasing the Guyana of yesterday, has died.

    Chin, who was 74, was found dead in his Kitty, Georgetown home. Friends recalled him having a bout of the flu last week.
    “Ya think it easy,” was his signature lines that most of his friends uttered upon news of his death.
    In recent years, through various exhibitions, he presented classic photos of Guyana’s history, from cinemas, Old Georgetown, to sporting events.
    Significantly his ‘Nostalgia” exhibitions showcased the Black Fridays of 1913, 1945, 1951 and 1962 – other fires at Sacred Heart Church, Brickdam Cathedral and the Park Hotel, Queen Elizabeth’s Coronation in 1953 and the rebuilding of the downtown shopping centre.
    He even produced a book of those pictures, chronicling Guyana’s history from 1940-1980.
    His exhibitions were a hit with Guyanese in the Diaspora.
    After living in the United States for almost three decades, Chin returned to Guyana two years ago.
    He was divorced and had three sons.
    {Kaiteur News}

    A sample of Godfrey Chin’s writing…

    The secret with a barbeque, of course, was to place the pits upwind, so that the smoked aroma helped oversight and excuses for the paltry side dishes, whether potato salad or plantain chips. The Lions’ dedicated volunteer wives offered home-made standards of barbeque for fundraisers at their functions.
    As a loyal, true barbeque enthusiast, my nightmare stories of Bar-B-Q fiascos would make Edgar Allan Poe’s stories unfit for the local TV tripe. In 1962, Old Year’s night, the rain fell non-stop from around 8 pm until 5 next morning. I remember this distinctly as my neighbour rode to the Chinese laundry on Broad St to pick up his suit and returned home at 5 am. He still insisted that his wife, dress and they go out, so he could impress his neighbours with what a great time he had on the town.
    Our party drove to Pilot Hick’s revels in Kitty – more rain than Noah’s deluge; the Bar-B-Q served was floating like dumpling in soup, so you flipped your plate to get rid of the water while eating.
    On another occasion at the sea wall, the dam damp coals wouldn’t light for hell. Can you imagine 500 partying Guyanese leaving the fête with a raw piece of chicken quarter hanging from the drum stick? (There was no foil or paper available.) A partner of mine spent the rest of his life explaining to his stay-home wife about the two quarters of raw chicken she found under the car seat three weeks later. First occasion in recorded history the chicken spilled the beans!

    Watering holes
    Watering hole: Guyanese stop-off on Friday’s payday afternoon for a toock or tupps, and to reduce the wife’s weekly house money. Demico was a favourite, offering pool tables, while Russian Bear, Houston’s and Old Demerara White on Light St was always filled to capacity.

    JP Santos’s blend of a rum called ‘Tarzan’ was guaranteed to have everyone in an Irish fighting, brawling mood after two drinks, and you awakened next day feeling you were Tomahawk-scalped. The fun in drinking was the unlimited excuse to be cantankerous and ‘beat up’ the innocent at home!
    Pac-pac was the generic name for fruit wines from Sue-A-Quan, Robb St, and Correia’s, Durban St, and this name usually included fire-water – local bush rum.
    After sixty years, Palm Court is still the best oasis to meet everyone socially in Georgetown, while after twelve midnight, you may ‘maco’ and identify their cars parked from the Groyne to Carib Point, to Half Way Inn, E B. (The best parking spot – ‘public bedroom’ will be a future ‘R’ rated Nostalgia.)

    Ice cream and ices
    Ice cream would be a toss-up between Demico and Sterling in the seventies, and this was only because Brown Betty’s, after 40-odd years had become too frothy. Brown Betty introduced the popsicle, fudgicle and creamsicle in the late forties, and before the 1945 Booker’s Black Friday, was on Hincks St, the local Mel’s Diner with a great milk shake and egg sandwich (18 cents). After Nifty’s Soda Fountain in the late fifties, Freezer Fresh on Camp St in the old Shu-All premises was another ice palace delight. Cyril’s Garage on Thomas St made all the cone cups then.

    Fairs and bazaars
    Like barbecues, fairs have always been the main source of revenue for schools and charities. The biggest and best was the Annual League of Coloured People’s Fair, in the Promenade Gardens, which promoted and encouraged local products before the ‘buy local’ awareness after Independence. The Agricultural/Livestock Exhibition to honour Princess Margaret’s visit in 1958 at Mon Repos was our best showcase of local husbandry and agriculture.

    YMCA’s annual May Day Fair, Thomas Lands, with the plaiting of the Maypole was a must, as well as St Joseph’s S S Misericordia colourful tribute to the countries of the world. The International Bar at Colgrain House was a sophisticated high-class rum shop offering the best duty free liquor with international cuisine to support the local Red Cross and other deserving charities.

    It was a pleasure witnessing the various consulates competing to offer the best of their homeland entertainment in an atmosphere of non-professional friendly rivalry. No cold wars, but ice-cold vodkas, French wines, saké and German beer.

    Ethnically, the Chinese had their Chinatown fair, while the East Indians held lavish Diwali fairs and sari contests with tassa drums. Dorcas Club and YWCA (Brickdam), plus the Ursuline Convent and St Rose’s also had grand fairs.

    Dancing and disco
    Prior to 1945, the Assembly Rooms was the Mecca for social dancing, and in the fifties, you graduated and achieved the rites of dance when you frolicked at the Carib with its magnificent starry roof décor.

    Seasonally, the traditional places to dance for the Xmas holidays were at the Portuguese Club, Xmas Night; Chinese SC with Tom Charles and his Syncopators on Old Year’s night; and East Indians, Camp St for Mandalee – Twelfth Night.

    Of course, the enjoyment of the December pre-Xmas partying depended on how many staff parties you attended. Between the financial banks/insurance companies/several sections of Banks DIH, culminating with Bookers Universal staff party after Xmas stocktaking on the Universal roof or Mariner’s Club, you needed a party rest before Valentine, and later, Mash, Feb 23. Guyanese always knew how to fête like Vikings.

    After midnight, hungry Georgetown night owls would accept any cook-up as the best, and it was a question of your location while prowling. Only ‘fowls’ went to bed before 8 pm, and like the nocturnal Dracula, only sunrise forced us home.

    Hunte and Pemya’s cook-up were consistently gourmet, and their sites at Bourda Market, Regent and King Sts, and the law courts always had a standing patronage.

    I am convinced that the sanitary quick wash of the eating utensils in two buckets of water – swish-swish and a shake dry – contributed immensely to our immunity against disease, and strengthened our endurance systems.

    Best transportation
    Naturally the best and least expensive was to walk, and yesteryear, the middle-class Cadillac was a Raleigh, Humber or Rudge Bicycle ($95). Towing maxed with five, before the frame bent or tire burst.

    Baker shop/grocery deliveries were by carrier bikes, accommodating huge pannier baskets in front. Draycarts were the lifeblood of our commerce and local market trade.

    My condolence goes out to his family. Godfrey Chin will be dearly missed.

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — January 18, 2012 @ 1:43 am | Reply

    • Made me laugh out loud!

      Comment by Jane Macdonald — August 7, 2012 @ 8:52 pm | Reply

    • Did Godfrey Chin have a son named Lenox, and did he live on the East Coast at one point?

      Comment by Arlene Mattai — March 9, 2014 @ 3:21 am | Reply

    • Hi Dmitri , i am Norman Aslam, i remember a friend of my father Nazier Aslam, he worked at the Ministry of Works & Hydraulics , in Kingston, and he had this good friend named Hamilton Allicock ( Uncle Hammie ) who lived in Queenstown . This was in the mid 1960’s to early 1970’s, i often wondered what happen to him, are you any relation to him by chance. Love to hear from you.
      Norman email@

      Comment by Norman Aslam — March 29, 2014 @ 5:00 pm | Reply

  65. That’s a terrific bit of local folklore on life in the old Guyana/BG. Your comments about the heavy rain confirm what I assumed about the rebuild of the R H Carr, with panelling and windows at the forward end of the upper deck ! If anyone would like to see the R H Carr in “her” original condition, sailing slowly down the River Dee in 1926, then a published photograph may be seen on my website, at the following web address: – and click on Local Enterprise Schemes. Regards, MK.

    Comment by Michael T Knowles BSc — January 18, 2012 @ 1:06 pm | Reply

  66. “SON OF GOD” a new novel by Guyana’s own Sharon Westmaas…
    Sharon Westmaas was born in Georgetown, Guyana, in 1951; her mixed ancestry – African, Amerindian, Dutch and British – contributes in no small measure to the complexity of themes in her work. She came from a prominently political family. Her mother was one of Guyana’s earliest feminists, human rights activists and consumer advocates; her father was Press Secretary to the Marxist opposition leader Dr Cheddie Jagan who was Prime Minister twice over. Both parents received the country’s highest honors for public service, the Golden Arrow Achievement Award
    She lived in Guyana until she was 10, when she was sent to Harrogate College in Yorkshire, England. She returned to Guyana after her ‘A’ Level examinations and got a job with the Guyana Graphic as a trainee reporter, quickly progressing to writing feature articles for the Sunday Chronicle.
    Sharon spent 1971 and 1972 travelling around South America: Brazil, Peru, Ecuador and Colombia. In 1973 she travelled overland to India – via England, Turkey, Iran, Afghanistan and Pakistan. This, her first visit to India, was to last for two years, living in an Ashram in Tamil Nadu. It was there that she met her first husband, a cellist in a German orchestra.
    In 1975 she travelled to Germany, married, got divorced, lived in Paris for a year then returned to Germany where she studied Social Work in Freiburg. It was while working as a Probation Officer in Mosbach, South Germany, that she met her second husband, another Probation Officer.
    Sharon now divides her time between England and Germany with her husband and two children. She has written three novels – Of Marriageable Age, Peacocks Dancing and The Speech of Angels, and now Son of God.
    Aruna Sharan is one of two pen names Sharon uses: she also writes under the pen name Sharon Maas. Her novels Of Marriageable Age, Peacocks Dancing and The Speech of Angels were published by HarperCollins between 1999 and 2004.

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — January 22, 2012 @ 7:11 pm | Reply

  67. My grandmother worked as a maid for a Mr Johnson, who was the paymaster for the police department back in the 1950’s. They lived in Queenstown, I cannot remember the name of the street, but it was not far from Forshaw st.

    Comment by clbarrow — January 25, 2012 @ 10:16 pm | Reply

    • Hello there. What was her name? My Uncle was Eric Johnson and his wife’s name was Laura. They lived at Eve Leary in those days. they were a wonderful couple. She was hard-of hearing- If you get this please respond!

      Comment by Nora Johnson Kawalec — April 14, 2012 @ 7:30 pm | Reply

      • Hello Nora, I believe that Laura was a relative of mine – She was related to Thomas Boucher Reed who was my great grandfather. Do you have the details of how she was related to him – parents, siblings? Thank you.

        Eliza Florendo (

        Comment by Eliza Florendo — April 6, 2014 @ 1:16 am

  68. Hi Nora {Johnson} Kawalec. Regarding your question on an old photograph of Main Street, Georgetown. I have a very old picture, taken around 1900 of some my family members on Main Street. I can send that to you via your email. Now it may not do you any justice since the focus was the individuals and not so much the background.
    Dmitri Allicock

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — January 27, 2012 @ 12:12 am | Reply

    • Hi DMitri. I am actually looking for a picture from about the 1930’s or 40’s of 44 Main Street in Georgetown. I see they have totally transformed it to the British Embassy. We lived there for many years and I think it was Dentist Denis Evan Wong that started his practice there on the first floor. He was also my first Dentist. Mercury and all. LOL! It would be wonderful to find such an existing photograph. Thanks so much!

      Comment by Nora Johnson Kawalec — April 21, 2012 @ 5:32 pm | Reply

      • Hi Nora,
        The beautiful Main Street was well described by British author and judge, Henry Kirke, from the period of the 1870s.
        He said…”Main Street is certainly one of the prettiest streets I ever saw. About fort yards wide, it is divided up the middle by a wide canal full of the Victoria Regia Lily, the canal and the roads on each side, being shaded by an avenue of saman trees. Handsome houses, painted white, or some bright color, are built on each side of the street, nearly all of which are surrounded by gardens, full of crotons, palms, poinsettias, bougainvilleas, and all sorts of bright-hued plants and flowers; on some of the trees can be seen clusters of cattleyas with their mauve and rose colored flowers, from another an oncidium throws out its racemes of odorous petals, four to five feet in length.”
        I am certain the pictures you are looking for exist and most likely within the British archives and records of British Guiana.
        Thanks and good luck

        Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — April 22, 2012 @ 1:07 am

      • Hi Nora, my name is Susan Angoy, born in Georgetown and live in London, UK. I saw a post earlier from you mentioning Dr Jovy, who used to be the German Ambassador in the late 60s. I have a photo somewhere of me with Michael Jovy at one of his garden pool parties one Sunday. I’d returned briefly from school in the UK and was 18 I think. I just joined this site and not sure how you post pics on here. But I’ll get the photo scanned and see how to attach to a later post

        Comment by Susan Angoy — March 23, 2014 @ 11:15 pm

  69. I would just like to add to the comments by Jack and Malin-Smith about Jews and Guyana from a historical viewpoint. In 1938, P.M. Chamberlain of Britain proposed the settlement of Jews in the then British colony of Guyana given the horrible acts against them in Germany. In 1940, the matter of a Jewish homeland in Guyana was once more proposed. The figure talked about was 250,000. It was finally decided to defer a decision to some future date. The issue was never resurrected. Jewish historical online document indicates that Jews settled in Cayenne (French Guiana) and in the Pomeroon (Dutch) area, in British Guiana at some point in time. I knew a Miss Edna Abraham in Georgetown who had a Jewish family background but was in the Unity Church, circa 1970-1975.

    Comment by Peter Halder — January 29, 2012 @ 7:53 pm | Reply

    • The first settlement of Jews in the Guianas was at Kykovorall in the Essequibo. Later, Sephardic Jews escaping the “Holy Inquistion” were granted lands in what is now Suriname, a community was established and Jews thrived, building a synogogue etc, today the ruins of the Joden Savannah (cemetery) is being restored. The Synogogue (internal infrustructure) was dismantled and now sits in the national museum in Jerusalem.

      Comment by Barbara malins-Smith — January 31, 2012 @ 10:21 pm | Reply

      • Hi Bernard
        I remember you and Betty Lee. I can’t remember specific instances but I remember you well so maybe we went to the same schools and met at birthday parties. BG was a wonderful place to grow up and I will always be grateful that I was ‘born in the land of the mighty Roraima’. When later on I knew Edna Abraham after she had retired she lived on Cummings St, just south of Lamaha St, next to the Messerveys. I believe you were also related to the Abrahams family who lived on Hadfield St. Arthur & Pat Abrahams. We occasionally see Pat and her daughters Anne and Dianne.

        Geoff Burrowes

        Comment by Geoff Burrowes — March 29, 2012 @ 4:37 pm

    • Peter, my name is Bernard Abraham, born in Georgetown BG in 1944. I’m researching the history of the Abraham family in Guyana, and would be most interested in what you can tell me about the Edna Abraham you knew. Did she live at 217 Lamaha Street, at the corner with Camp street? In the 70s she would have been retired, but in her working life she was a legal secretary at Lawyer King’s office. Was her close friend Millie Clarke? Was her father E.A.V.Abraham, well known lawyer and moyor of GT 1904/1905 who died in June 1918. I would be really pleased to hear from you.

      Comment by Bernard Abraham — February 21, 2012 @ 3:12 pm | Reply

      • I love to link up with Bernard Abraham and John Henderson. I need to be enlightened respecting Abraham and Abrams families especially how Africans acquired those surnames and the teachers of the Abrahams kinship of West Coast Berbice. Was any one convicted for the crimes against Arthur Abraham Jr. and his family at 99 Hadfield Street, Georgetown in June 1964? I have a copy of the Daily Chronicle front page article respecting the fire. Its a PDF file…

        Comment by M'lilwana Osanku (@BossSancho) — July 9, 2014 @ 4:38 pm

    • Aunt. Edna’s Father and Grand Father were very Jewish and were buried ‘Jewish’ from an Anglican Church. They were part and parcel of BG.
      Ben was born in London in 1820 and was sent to Georgetown in 1836. He died in 1898. they were in Spain until 1492, moved to Portugal and on to Holland until the Dutch began to ‘ship’ Jews to their Colonies. The Abraham family moved to London, England and on and on. .As far as can be traced As there was not a ‘Minion’ there was no Synagogue. But they adapted.
      They never hid the fact that they were Jews and since the three main Religions (at the time) were Abrahamic there was ‘No Problem’.. Her Father played the organ at the RC Cathedral and for the Presbyterians.
      The Abrahams will be remembered.

      Comment by Louis C. Kellman — July 4, 2014 @ 11:33 pm | Reply

    • Would that be the same family whose home was burnt to the ground? I think there was one survivor. Cannot remember the name of the street but I think it was near Brickdam.

      Comment by Mary — September 15, 2014 @ 3:10 pm | Reply

  70. I would also like to add that some of the early Dutch Settler was also of Jewish origins, escaping persecution and looking for a fresh start in the colonies of Essiquibo, Berbice and later Demerara.
    The 1740s invitation by the Dutch for other nationalities to develop Demerara also saw a number of Jews settling the area. Several members of my family linage are of Jewish origin. Many Guyanese may also be unaware that they have Jewish ancestry.

    היהודית שלי זה rememembered (תה”פ) ביוקר
    תודה {My Jewish ancestors remembered dearly-thank you.}
    Dmitri Allicock

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — January 30, 2012 @ 2:10 am | Reply

  71. I have still been unable to find any information on my grandmother and her parents. I have tried the guyanese embassy the GRO as well as St. Philips church and have not heard from anyone. The GRO for overseas events checked and said they had no record and to try the Guyana GRO but they do not respond to letters or e-mails. Any other ideas would be so appreciated. Thanks Wendy

    Comment by Wendy Quinn — January 30, 2012 @ 7:21 pm | Reply

  72. Hi Wendy,
    I was reading your comment and was wondering if you tried looking at the “British Guiana Colonial Index.” There are thousands of names of early Guiana posted there.
    I was able to develop my family tree to as far back as the 1600s, in some cases and it is not easy thing to do. We have been holding Family Reunions every two years and they have been helpful in putting people in contact with each other. Fragmented bits of information may have survived within individual families.
    Sometimes an indirect approach is also helpful. I see myself as an Allicock, yet I descended from some many just as important names. Some of my Allicock’s history was found within my Paterson’s family history and so on.
    Old books may also contain reference to your family. The 1898 book “Twenty Five Year in British Guiana” written by Henry Kirke was very helpful to me in getting a better image of the times. Henry Kirke wrote extensively on his life and travels around British Guiana. His trip up the Demerara River was spent with many of my “early family members.” I encourage you to never give up your search for information.
    History is forever and cannot be changed. However it can be sadly lost and misunderstood.
    Here is a little on the family names you mentioned {Ralph and Hancock}from the British Guiana Colonial Index.

    RALFE, George Henry
    • Died: 21 APR 1834, Cheltenham GLS
    RALFE, Whitfield Esq.
    • Born: ABT 1808, New Romney SSX ENG
    • Died: 8 JAN 1838, Berbice
    RALPH, Mary Augustine
    • Married HALY, John Creswell: 1867
    • Died: 1868
    RALPHE, Daughter
    RALPHS, -, wife of W.J.
    • Married RALPHS, W.J.
    RALPHS, Harriet Norine
    • Born: 4 NOV 1880, British Guiana
    RALPHS, John Williams
    • Born: Demerara
    • Married HANCOCK, Katherine Sarah Wilhelmina: 29 JUN 1877, St. Philip’s Church
    RALPHS, Son
    • Born: 27 MAY 1879
    RALPHS, W.J.
    • Married RALPHS, -, wife of W.J.
    HANCOCK, Alice Helen Elvira
    • Married SMITH, David: 6 JUN 1882
    • Born: ABT 1838
    • Died: 19 JAN 1873, Georgetown BG
    HANCOCK, Elizabeth, widow of J.
    • Born: ABT 1791
    • Married HANCOCK, John Esq.
    • Died: 16 DEC 1867, Spring Garden Weymouth DOR
    HANCOCK, Helen, wife of T.
    • Born: ABT 1811
    • Married HANCOCK, Thomas
    • Died: 4 APR 1867, Charlestown
    HANCOCK, James
    • Died: 17 OCT 1841
    HANCOCK, James Alexander
    • Died: 11 OCT 1882, Hadfield st.
    HANCOCK, Jessie
    • Married HUBBARD, Edward Augustus: 13 APR 1876, Georgetown
    HANCOCK, John
    • Born: ABT MAY 1814
    HANCOCK, John
    • Died: 5 SEP 1841, London
    HANCOCK, John Esq
    • Married HANCOCK, Elizabeth, widow of J.
    • Died: BEF 1868
    HANCOCK, Katherine Sarah Wilhelmina
    • Born: Demerara
    • Married RALPHS, John Williams: 29 JUN 1877, St. Philip’s Church
    HANCOCK, Richard
    • Married ROUSKOLB, Ellen: 9 NOV 1831, Banns of Matrimony
    HANCOCK, Son
    • Born: 24 OCT 1837, Charlestown
    HANCOCK, Thomas
    • Married HANCOCK, Helen, wife of T.
    • Died: BEF APR 1876
    HANCOCK, Thomas
    • Born: ABT 1855
    • Died: 2 MAR 1879, Georgetown
    HANCOCK, William P.
    • Died: 8 JUL 1835, Kingston

    Best regards, Dmitri

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — January 30, 2012 @ 8:43 pm | Reply

    • Thanks so much and yes I have been looking at British Colonists list and added my grandmother Harriet Norine Ralphs born Nov. 4, 1880 and found her parents John William Ralphs and Katherine Sarah Wilhelmina Hancock who were married at St. Philips Church on June 29, 1877 but cannot go back farther then that without more information. Where did you locate the book you spoke of “25 years in British Guiana”? Thanks and yes I will not give up it is a challenge at this point and too interesting! Wendy

      Comment by Wendy Quinn — January 31, 2012 @ 12:27 pm | Reply

    • Hi:
      I found this site while looking for the name of the Boys Orphanage in Br. Guiana in 1939. My Father’s mother dies and he was placed there because they were Catholic and his father could not care for him. What is the British Colonial Index and how does one access it. I am trying to find information on my Father’s geneology. My father’s name was Invan Joseph Gonzalves Gomes and his brother’s name was Jerry Gomes (Jerry died sometime in 1970 -1973 in a drowning accident when he was trying to free a propeller that was stuck in a sand bar. I remember that it was reported in the newspaper). I am trying to find information on Hermina Gonzalves Gomes (my grandmother) and James Ramsahoye’s mother and father (my grandfather is the elder James Ramsahoye who died around 1940). Any help will be appreciated. Thank you very much. I love reading all of this history.

      Comment by Rita Gomes — December 5, 2012 @ 8:31 pm | Reply

      • Hello Rita. I’m just getting into my ancestory and found out from that my Great Grandfather was from Guyanna. He was born in 1858 and while in his teens immigrated to New York. His father was Albert Emerson and his mother’s name is Amelia Gomes (or Gumes). By slight chance, do you have an ancestor named Amelia Gomes or Gumes?

        Comment by Gigi — August 13, 2013 @ 11:08 pm

      • The orphanage is known as the John Bosco Orphanage and in recent years was run by nuns. Full history of the orphanage is on the Internet.
        Do you by any chance know how to research dates of birth in Suriname in the 1880s and 1900s. We are trying to find relatives we think were born there in that period?
        Michael Bennett

        Comment by Michael Bennett — September 23, 2014 @ 9:26 am

      • Hi Gigi:
        I have not yet found anyone named Amelia in my family history but then I have gotten to 1836 as yet. If I find an Amelia Gomes or Gumes I’ll let you know.

        Comment by Rita Gomes — October 26, 2014 @ 12:35 am

      • Here is a video I found very informative. It’s amazing what the internet is doing for the distribution of information.

        Comment by Rita — June 23, 2016 @ 1:36 am

    • Hi Dmitri
      I am very pleased that you are the person that can help me to trace my maternal grand parents, in particular my grand father, Gregoria Dandrade, He arrived in British Guiana in the 1800’s. Can you advise me how I can access “British Guiana Colonial Index.” ?
      Thanking you in anticipation.
      Mike Gonputh

      Comment by Mike Gonputh — May 11, 2017 @ 11:37 am | Reply

  73. Hi Wendy,
    I copy and pasted where you can locate the book “Twenty Five Years in British Guiana” below
    Twenty-five Years in British Guiana (9781402194634): Henry Kirke……/1402...
    $18.99 – In stock…
    I have one of what is believed to be an original copy which was handed down by the family. It is so old that it is kept together by wire. I also have a hard cover copy as well.
    It is a great book and contains an infinite about of information on Guiana from the 1850s- 1900s. The political correctness is of course from that era and should not be a barrier to research.
    Your family of the 1800s might have known many of my people back then and it may even be possible that we might be “related” in some way. British Guiana was a small country where everyone knew something of the other. Are you located in England?

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — January 31, 2012 @ 2:07 pm | Reply

    • Thanks so much Dmitri for your help. I will look on Amazon now and see if I can order a book for myself. What a treasure you have by owning a book that has survived so long and passed down through the family. That would be so amazing to think we might possibly be related in some way. I live in USA. Do you live in England? My paternal grandfather William Beale was born in Devonshire England and then emigrated to Canada and finally to the states where he lived in NY until passing away in 1933. Family lore is that his family had apple orchards there???

      Comment by Wendy Quinn — January 31, 2012 @ 6:27 pm | Reply

  74. Hi Dmitri just ordered the book you mentioned from should be here by the weekend. looking forward to reading it. thanks again Wendy

    Comment by Wendy Quinn — January 31, 2012 @ 6:39 pm | Reply

  75. Thanks Wendy,
    Few relics and artifacts have survived the journey of time yet I am thankful for the little that did. A few pieces of silver cooking utensils are still around from the 1830s which once belonged to John Spencer.
    John Spencer of the “Three Friends- John Paterson, John Blount and John Spencer” great house which was located at” Maria Elizabeth” Upper Demerara was destroyed by fire in the 1830s. Several pieces still exist within the family that was saved from the fire.
    My Paterson history was the best preserved. John Dagleish Paterson’s historical home stood for 208 years before the April 12, 2011 fire.
    His and Guyana first 1824 Water Wheel is still there as a silent witness to so much history.
    You will enjoy that book. It will paint a very vivid picture of the life and times and may even be helpful personally, like in my case.
    I am in Florida and enjoy history very much. Let me know how the research is going and stay in touch.

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — January 31, 2012 @ 7:57 pm | Reply

    • Just finished reading 25 years in British Guiana and found it fascinating. That being said I did not find any reference to relatives within it’s pages. I will keep trying to find a way to trace our family history back through time somehow. My husband and I will be heading to Florida soon to the Port St. Lucie area and then across to Naples and Marco Island to visit family and friends. I will keep you informed as to my progress in researching family history. Regards Wendy

      Comment by Wendy Quinn — February 11, 2012 @ 3:21 pm | Reply

  76. Hi all Guianese. It was a pleasure reading such pleasantries of British Guiana. I was born in Georgetown but then my parents moved to wismar in the mid 50’s. I had fun memories of the “PulHaris’ & RH CARR. I attended the St Andrew’s Parish in Wismar until May 1964 massacre. If anyone has a picture or know of the existence of the parish please forward some info.

    Comment by Mohini Singh — February 3, 2012 @ 8:05 pm | Reply

    • Hi Mohini,
      this is almost 4 years after your question but I am so happy I found this. I am a Guyanese born 1964. I would like all the information I can get about the 1964 massacre. I am trying to write a story around this or at least I would like to. Can you help or do you know of anyone that can?

      Comment by rita wright — March 8, 2016 @ 4:55 pm | Reply

  77. Hi Mohini,
    My heart goes out to you. No one “is willing” to talk too about that TRAGIC chapter of history you mentioned for obvious reasons; however I did mention something about that era under the decline of bauxite and Guyana.
    That terrible tragedy continues to haunt Guyana up to this day. I often wonder why in the world the “26th of May” was used for the celebration of Guyana’s independence, when that day symbolized Guyana at its very WORST!
    “I wonder if I knew you.” There was an entire family of Singh that lived opposite our home at Silvertown. I was only four at the time. I used to go to a kindergarten nearby with two Singh’s children {a boy and a girl}. I have never been able to forget these two beautiful children and often wonder what became of them. The ruins and fruits trees left on the vacant four lots, to this day is called by all my family as “the Singh’s property”. I counted over two hundred empty house lots in Silvertown alone. There was no proper accounting of the extent of what really went on.
    My family survived the disturbance and its aftermath by the grace of God.
    God bless you and your wonderful family.

    How old were you in ’64 Mohini?

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — February 4, 2012 @ 2:48 am | Reply

  78. Dmitri, I was born in 1953. I believe the Singh’s you’re talking about might be Sabrah Singh & her brother junior. We were about the same age, we were in the same class. Her grand father was Mr. Lowe had lived opposite the market nearing the Bata shoe store. I remember Sabrah’s parents were divorce & she mentioned her father was living in Burmuda at the time. She was a very pretty girl, I do wonder time after time what become of her. They were also caught up in the 1964 blast. When we were at the police station waiting to be escorted to Mackenzie I saw her, it was the last time. It was her grand father Mr. Lowe who pointed out the three blacks on the hill to Mr. Langham a Manager from the Bauxite company, as they were just about to bomb the station at 5.30 pm with approx 4-6000 people all in disarray/distorted. I even saw one of my teacher Miss Atkinson she was raped. Sad memories for us kids to store. I remembered it like yesterday, sorry I can’t help after all these years. I would love to hear from Sabrah if she is alive.

    Comment by Mohini Singh — February 4, 2012 @ 5:08 pm | Reply

    • I have heard many stories abt the voilence ,My mom told me,she had to go hide between sucker plants with my eldest brother to save her n my brothers lives n that had happen up the Demerara river in the 60s.

      Comment by radika james — May 25, 2013 @ 11:49 pm | Reply

  79. Mohini,
    Never before in the history of Guyana has such “horrible violence and ethnic cleansing” occurred which would signaled the downfall of the great Country Guyana was.
    The splash of fall colors accompanied by the smell of wood burning in the fall here in the United States vividly takes me back to my childhood of innocence loss. I saw enough as a 4 year old that will forever haunt my memories.
    I once told a higher up within the Burnham click what was required to correct the dismal failure of Guyana’s politics ,“that a meaningful atonement was a necessary requirement for any cohesive or united future of Guyana” Guyana can only move forward with unity, decency and rule of law.
    I studied The Report of the Wismar, Christianburg and Mackenzie Commission and it attempted and did a fair job of documentation however “a lot was left out” for unknown reasons.
    I lived at Wismar or ground zero and saw the aftermath. The “Valley of Tears” became Victory Valley as law and order became a joke. No one was ever punished for the lawlessness and criminal acts that took place. It was actually morbidly celebrated in my opinion by using the “26th of May” for the day of Guyana’s Independence.
    That pain is carried by so many of our country men and nothing was truly done to heal or provide any proper validation. The spiral downwards into that tragic abyss of third world self destruction became the outcome.
    There will be some who would not appreciate what we have said here and whatever their motivation may be, it does not matter. The truth lies right in front of your eyes, just open them.
    This unforgiving world is made just a little kinder by the pure honesty within you Mohini. Stay in contact.
    It is possible that the Singh you mentioned may be the ones which I wrote about. I will check with a source on the names of their parents. I would love to reunite with them. It seems after 48 years I am still waiting to be accompanied to school by those two special children as they are dearly remembered.
    Best regards

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — February 4, 2012 @ 6:34 pm | Reply

  80. Dimitri, your comment “horrible violence and ethnic cleansing”, caught my attention. Horrible violence did occur during that period of political racial unrest, and that is what happened,it was a case of racial violence spurred on by the politicians from both sides of the racial divide, but it is a quantum leap to post the label “ethnic cleansing” to the events of this dark period of unrest and insurrection. Ethic cleansing does not apply here, I suggest you look up the definition “ethnic cleansing”. I submit, in my humble view ,the horrible events at Wismar and other parts of the country, in some cases heinous, does not qualify as ethnic cleansing. The entire country was in the throes of racial unrest, there was violence perpetrated by both sides, the politicians played the racial card and ignorant iliterates responded, badly, very badly with consequences the country is yet to recover from, even after all this time.
    Stay well,

    Comment by Barbara malins-Smith — February 6, 2012 @ 11:59 pm | Reply

  81. Dmitri, Barbara is correct, this is not ethnic cleansing. Politicians played the racial card & the iliterates responded with vengence. The country will never recover when you have kids of those days like myself who after decades the memories are still fresh.My father’s business was on the main drag, behind the building is the river, infront is the main road & approx. 250 yards is the foot of the hill. In 1962 during the 80 days strike,I was sitting in front of our business only 7 years old & witnessed the hooligans broke the Bata shoe store & the lawlessness began & continued. Later that night they had wanted to break into our shop but someone we fed & shelted saved us. This was the beginning of the episode until the trauma of 1964. I stood behind the fences as every curious kid & watched what transpired day after day to men bloodied with hands tied behind their backs & thrown into the river to swim & thrown into the fire of their house burning. Those thrown in the river if they floated they were stoned, when they went under the laughter explodes joyously. The young women, the babies divided in half while still alive & the animals were hacked in pieces while walking. THIS IS NO ETHNIC CLEANSING! When the English soldiers arrived in Guyana, the Burnhams took them to Berbice where there were no problems,they were advised that nothing is happening, there were no disturbances. Days gone by before the soldiers realized they were in the wrong place. By the time they get to Wismar & witnessed the blood bath they lined the streets & escorted helpless victims to the Police station grounds. Again we were saved at the last moment once more when one of the guys hid in rags, came to our backyard by way of the river met with me & instructed me to get my father. He said “I cannot save you & your family any longer get out immediately, for the group is coming to you now just go.” Once at the police ground I happened to walk around only to be standing at the side of Mr Langham who shot the three men on the hill just about to end the lives of 6000 people with one last bomb. When the police picked them up & brought them in, I saw them in clear sight, I saw their faces & the bullit holes in them. Yet I was so innocent but curious. Those that brought GUYANA to the dogs might be dead & gone & the wrongs will never be made right.

    Comment by Mohini Singh — February 7, 2012 @ 1:52 am | Reply

    • Mohini, your story tugged deeply at my heart, what a nightmare for a seven year old child to have wittnessed. You were wittness to nothing but thuggery, ignorance and heartless criminal behaviour. You are right ,the country can never recover until the memory of such criminal acts fade and eventually die. What occured in the early sixties in Guyana was mayhem and the breakdown of Law and Order and for a time criiminal minds roamed the byways bringing death and destruction to decent people of all races, the criminal acts were not confined to just one group. There are countless stories of the goodness and decency of Guyanese from both sides of the racial divide. The politicians were the real culprits, spurring the hooligans to do their bidding and “mash up de place”.
      Stay well,

      Comment by Barbara malins-Smith — February 7, 2012 @ 3:53 pm | Reply

    • I lived in Guyana, then BG for most of the 1960s and loved the country and the people, had many friends of many origins, lovely people. Sadly many left around Independence time. My husband was the only fully qualified gynecologist/obstetrician for the whole country and was appalled by the malpractices and death rates at the time. I can remember hearing of the 1964 massacre and saw many horrid incidents from my window when we lived in the Publc Hospital overlooking East Street. I had to grab my two young children and run on three occasions when riots suddenly occurred while I was out and about. A beautiful country ruined by politicians on both sides. My son treated my husband and I to a holiday in Guyana in 2000, a belated 40th anniversary present accompanied by him and my daughter and her family. My husband always wanted to go back to see a house we had built but never got round to living in at Courida Park. We did a lot of reminiscing and enjoyed the week but it was sad that it was so on safe on the streets now and always looking over your shoulder as the crime rate now is so high. My daughter was very emotional when we landed in Georgetown as she was only a few months old when we arrived there in the 60s and for many years after we left she thought of it as home. I have many more happy memories than sad.I wish all you Guyanians a very happy future especially all you “babies ” now in your 40s-50s that my husband helped to bring into the world. Friends I remember are Dr.Johnson who lived also in PGH compound with his sons,Walter and Stephen and a daughter, the Lachmansinghs who had a pharmacy and their son Vibert. The Chanasue family who had scary geese guarding their property, Some friends have died or left and some I am in contact with in USA, Canada and UK.

      Comment by Dorothy Mitra — June 22, 2013 @ 10:36 am | Reply

  82. Dear Barbara.
    Semantics or word meaning is of course very important in any discussion. You suggested looking up the meaning of the tragedy that occurred and climax on the 26th of may 1964 at Wismar. Here is the meaning of the word. “Ethnic cleansing is a purposeful policy designed by one ethnic or religious group to remove by violent and terror-inspiring means the civilian population of another ethnic or religious group from certain geographic areas.
    “EVERY East Indian in the area was evacuated by British Soldiers who parachuted in the Kara- Kara area on the Mackenzie shore as EVERY home and business went up flames.”
    They were taken to refugee camps near the City. Most of them never returned. Sounds familiar? Yes, Guyana was indeed in turmoil. What went on at Wismar was different in the extent of the “violence and population movement.” Personal pain is easy to understand but becomes difficult for some when it belongs to someone else.

    Best regards,

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — February 7, 2012 @ 2:14 am | Reply

  83. Hi Mohini,
    Thanks for the “vivid picture” that you painted so well. Some would say it happened a long time ago and should be forgotten, others might even attempt to rewrite history in their eyes. Regardless, “The story of once upon a time in 1964” will be told for many years to come for it is a sad story of our dear Guyana Then and Now. As you can see, this tragedy will always brings out “pain” in one way or the other, notwithstanding, I think this bit of back and forth may have served a healthy purpose in some strange way.
    We, the SURVIORS of that chapter know only too well what it took to rebuild shattered lives. The young people of today are looking at us for guidance and leadership and we have a responsibility to provide them with a safe and healthy pathway to a better life. The time for “healing and peace” is long overdue, yet somehow it is still important to reflect since “understanding and knowing the past is the way forward.”
    All the best,

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — February 7, 2012 @ 4:02 am | Reply

  84. Dear Dimitri,

    Please point me to the evidence of a planned ” Policy” with relation to the Wismar events. I wish to know the names of those persons, organisations etc that planned and directed etc in this “ethnic cleansing policy’ anywhere in Guyana. I sympathise with your deep feelings of hurt concerning the tragic Wismar events and for your own personal pain. Here is a footnote for you, seven members of my immediate family lost their lives, all in one night, during those dark days. Talk about rebuilding lives, to that I am able to speak volumes.
    Stay well,

    Comment by Barbara malins-Smith — February 7, 2012 @ 3:34 pm | Reply

  85. Dear Barbara,
    I am extremely sorry for your personal pain. {Wow!}
    Where your relatives on the Sun Chapman? That was another terrible tragedy which was related to Upper Demerara that resulted in some many deaths, suffering and pain.
    I absolutely agree that the entire Country was caught up in the craziness but referred primarily to Upper Demerara due to the issue that was raised.
    I choose not to personalize my family’s experience since in the end inner peace and love will only come from WITHIN.
    However, I will say this; I was kissed as a baby by Jagan, almost lost my life in ’64, was a pall bearer for my dear brother Walter Rodney in 1980 and had Thanksgiving dinner with the family of Viola Burnham a few years ago.{ We all enjoyed the meal and no one choked} What a journey!
    Most contributors of this site lives far away from Guyana. They left for a number of reasons. We enjoy safety and rule of law in our new homes for which we are grateful for. Guyana however will always live within all us.
    We belong to “a very small group of people called Guyanese.” No one around the world cares too much about our plight or flight. We must learn to find our way.
    I am very sorry if in any way our back and forth caused any feelings because it was never my intention to do so since “you are my dear sister also.”
    Good luck to you and family and stay in touch.
    Best regards, Dmitri

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — February 7, 2012 @ 6:19 pm | Reply

    • Dimitri you folks touched on the worst ever savage ethnic cleansing or massacre that many will never forget, saw evidence of the aftermath. My parents along with many other families on the East Bank of Demarara had to house, nurse and assist these broken souls to survive within the community, society was not always kind to these victims. Many young women were put to rest eternally, always wonder how the others survived internally.
      Thanks for sharing your input and knowledge, still trying to find friends from Bartica and especially those that lived in Wineperu mid fifties or thereabouts. The launch “Lady Tate” that ferried us to Bartica, the post master Mr. Bernard, Jardins, the London, Mr. Hendricks are some of the folks that were close to my family. My late father was a Sick Nurse & Dispensar and ran the Cottage Hospital, was employed by B. G. Timbers.
      Raj Singh Persaud.

      Comment by Raj Singh Persaud — March 23, 2016 @ 2:41 am | Reply

  86. Dear Dimitri,

    No offence taken, all in the back and forth of healthy debate. Physically and mentally, I/we have long left Guyana, well over forty years ago, members of my family reside in continents near and far, yet still, in our hearts there was once a magical place called Guyana and we all would prefer to hold close to our hearts those memories of the good times. Our reunions over the years have always been events of joy, the sadness and pain, we prefer to stay buried. It is our survival tool, getting on with the living.

    Stay well,

    Comment by Barbara malins-Smith — February 8, 2012 @ 3:04 pm | Reply

  87. Dear Barbara
    You are so right. My time is spent between work and family. I am heavily into the heritage of my family and Upper Demerara and find tremendous happiness and inspiration from the love of my dear family but first and foremost of God.
    I thought of these words as I am responding here.

    Pain is as old as time. The Bible addressed this only so well. The Sermon on Mount is one good source to study what Jesus said. These words are magical and can provide eternal healing for those that believe.
    DATE WRITTEN: 63 AD -Matthew 5
    The Beatitudes
    1 And seeing the multitudes, He went up on a mountain, and when He was seated His disciples came to Him. 2 Then He opened His mouth and taught them, saying:
    3 “Blessed are the poor in spirit,
    For theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
    4 Blessed are those who mourn,
    For they shall be comforted.
    5 Blessed are the meek,
    For they shall inherit the earth.
    6 Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness,
    For they shall be filled.
    7 Blessed are the merciful,
    For they shall obtain mercy.
    8 Blessed are the pure in heart,
    For they shall see God.
    9 Blessed are the ” PEACEMAKERS,”
    For they shall be called sons of God.
    Jesus did the greatest act of forgiveness as he was put to death and disgraced. As he was crucified between thieves and nailed upon the cross. He said “Father, forgive them for they know not what they do and they parted his clothing and cast lots.” : King James 2000
    Words said over 2000 years ago which still rings out loudly in meaning and has endlessly applications today.
    The great Mahatma Gandhi admired Jesus for those magical words also.
    Good luck and stay healthy also.
    Dmitri Allicock

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — February 9, 2012 @ 1:46 am | Reply

    • The Sign at the Statue of Liberty reflects the ideas of the Sermon. Is it not sad that too few ‘Christians’ follow ;’The Rules’ as some Muslims ignore ‘The Qur’an’..

      Comment by Louis C. Kellman — July 4, 2014 @ 11:50 pm | Reply

  88. The Royal Visit of Queen Elizabeth II and Prince Phillip to British Guiana in 1966
    The Royal Visit of Her Majesty, Queen Elizabeth II and Prince Phillip to British Guiana in 1966
    Queen Elizabeth II has just celebrated the 60th year as a monarch. Here is a short film of her visit to British Guiana in early 1966:

    Click this link:


    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — February 9, 2012 @ 11:14 pm | Reply

  89. Hello Dmitri, I congratulate you on the most interesting contributions that you make to this weblog, and have just followed the link to the Pathé newsreel film. I even hesitated before writing this note, but must point out for the Common Good that the film shows not Queen Elizabeth II on the Royal Tour of British Guiana/Independent Guyana in 1966 but a Royal Tour of North-East England by her parents Queen Elizabeth the Queen Mother and King George VI, dated 1939 and showing the great British Daimler limousines preferred then by the Royal Family.. I trust that you will not object to this comment and that it will not cause offence. By the way, I loved the quotation of The Beatitudes, because No 8 is the motto of my school in Birkenhead, England. MK.

    Comment by Michael T Knowles BSc — February 10, 2012 @ 12:44 am | Reply

  90. You are right about the link Michael. I now realized it didn’t do the trick after copying it from its original source “Guyanese online” that was posted 2/9/12. The picture that accompanied the link didn’t copy of course.
    The stunningly beautiful video is a must see. I deeply moved and impressed by the way Guyana looked around 1965-66. The world class Orinduik Falls of the Pakaraima Mountains, Georgetown, the now defunct Railway, the Sugar Plantations and even the young Forbes Burnham and so many faces of folks now passed on. The video highlighted the young Queen Elizabeth visit to Guyana as the way was being cleared for Independence and did a great job of showing Guyana then. Thanks for your compliments and your “tease.” You were obviously referring to the back and forth prior. Yes Michael, a painful chapter that changed our dear land of Guyana is so many ways.
    I will try to get the link.
    Blessed are indeed the pure of heart. They are the future and makes everthing worthwhile.
    Best regards,

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — February 10, 2012 @ 11:34 am | Reply

  91. Speaking of the Royals, Here is a wonderful letter/ note written 62 year ago by my dear relative Manly Binning {1899-1986}, whom I treasure and wrote so much of under “Bauxite “on this site. He refers to Princess Alice visit to Upper Demerara, British Guiana in 1950. Letters, notes and any documentation are priceless in understanding heritage.
    Manly remembers Sunday March 19, 1950. These are diary like notations that demonstrate Manly Binning in his very own words.

    It’s a Fair Day. Had an egg boiled @5:30 am with coffee
    George Alexander Binning in Mackenzie Hospital { his father}
    Vivie and Doris are at the old House, The one by the river on Arvida Road. Aunt Nell at Gladys Van Sertima
    Mr. Sinclair swam his Bull over the River.
    One fishing rod made for Mr. Horner, and one nearly completed for Mr. Mackenzie of the Mills.
    Children made swinger underneath the house at Arvida Road, which broke down with Tookie.
    Forgarty’s account in Ration Store closed since the first of the month.
    Working special Duties to Chief Mechanical Superintendent in Office
    Dorothy Rickford—Librarian in the Engineering Department Technical Library Office. { Manly was later a teacher at Demba Trade School}
    Girl dismissed for unsatisfactory work on Friday (Fraser) gone.
    Betty got a school uniform present from Aunt Doris .
    Had Vermicelli Soup for lunch
    Gave Georgie a Cow Bone and Friskie a piece of meat, but Jet ran under him and snatched it.
    Living at Cakatara Village , Arvida Road, directly opposite the church at Wismar and the Mackenzie Depot called Market.
    Next door neighbors Solomon and Alverez.
    Two turkeys Terry and Tessie strutting on the playground in front of the house around a speckled hen
    Charlie Carter and Lovell passed in the afternoon at 5p.m as everybody running as PRINCESS ALICE is expected.
    Glorie gave me a little porridge.{ Glorie was his wife }
    The Guy Ray just passed with flags; most people say and think that the PRINCESS passed in the River.
    Football being played on the playground
    Children swinging on swingers in the School yard
    Reading Yoga and Occultism
    Made Souvenir for Doris Girl Guides to present to Princess Alice
    Mrs. Fletcher being Girl Guide Commissioner at Mackenzie
    Church Bell rings lustily—Priest on the Stelling.
    Dorabese passes at 5:20 p.m.
    We all shook hands, Georgie on window sill, Betty in the market. Power House tows the sign—Welcome!!

    The memory of Manly VHL Binning will live on! God bless his children and all his descendants.

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — February 10, 2012 @ 5:57 pm | Reply

    • Dear Dimitri, I’m new to this wonderful site, and am not at all from Linden (which I why I never posted anything), but my cousin, the late Dr. Richard Sahai, was married to Manly Binning’s daughter, Wilma. Cousin Wilma is passionate about her childhood, and has been compiling a monograph about it. She probably needs a bit of inspiration to get it done though! Would love to put you in touch with her. Please email me.

      Comment by Thomas Singh — November 19, 2012 @ 9:23 am | Reply

  92. Would you have or know of anyone who has photos of the queen’s visit in 1966? My father handed the queen a shovel at the ceremony. He worked for Alcan.

    Thank you,

    Comment by Jennifer O'Neil — February 11, 2012 @ 3:35 am | Reply

  93. Jennifer,

    I somehow recollect the queen’s visit prior to 1966, 1966 was the year of Independence and somehow I seem to recall it was another member of the Royal Family who accompanied the Duke of Edinburgh, I may be wrong, a lil halfzeimers may be plaguing my recall, but verify.

    Stay well,

    Comment by Barbara malins-Smith — February 11, 2012 @ 5:09 pm | Reply

  94. Dmitri, Reading of Guiana’s history of such early days I had been trying to obtain my family records. My grand father went British Guiana as a 10 year old boy, the year I don’t know he died at age 97 before I was even born. The British went to India told the kids that they found the city of Eldorado. “Gold” The Indians heard the word gold so they decided to boarded the ships with their spades, shovels & pick axes & was taken to BG, only to arrive in South America & found the slaves & sugar cane plantation. The slaves were dying out because of the hard work. The indians were given the opportunity to help reap the plantation & after that who wanted to return they will take them back & who wanted to stay would be given land & work. My grand father’s brothers went back to India. I learnt my Grand dad was an overseer & had a huge piece of land which he sold after time. I also learnt that the British Government had set aside in a trust “sort of” monies owing to the indians. I knew that the Burnham Government took the money & build a cultural center which of course indians never had the use. I wrote to the deed & registry in Georgetown for the history/records of the boats, names, number of people & their journey to the colony. I “learnt” that Burnham Government after obtaining independance ordered these records burned & destroyed. I have not heard from the authorities of the information requested, its been years now. I tried some internet research & got nowhere. If anyone knew of this history I’m grateful for the info. for my childrens’ sake. I also wrote to the British Government hoping they would have copies of the trips they made to india & the names/boats of the people they transported to the West Indies. I am proud what my grand dad did in those days, he helped build a nation & we suffered dearly for the decisions they made. Thanks.

    Comment by Mohini Singh — February 11, 2012 @ 6:37 pm | Reply

    • Mohini Singh wrote: “The British went to India told the kids that they found the city of Eldorado. “Gold” The Indians heard the word gold so they decided to boarded the ships with their spades, shovels & pick axes & was taken to BG, only to arrive in South America & found the slaves & sugar cane plantation. The slaves were dying out because of the hard work. The indians were given the opportunity to help reap the plantation & after that who wanted to return they will take them back & who wanted to stay would be given land & work.”

      In actual fact when the first boatload of indentured labourers arrived in British Guiana on May 5, 1834 aboard the “Hesperus” (Of the 170 souls embarked on the Hesperus, consisting of 155 men, 5 women and 10, children, 156 were landed, 12 having died on the voyage of 90 days and 2 accidentally drowned.) there were no “slaves.” Emancipation throughout the entire British Empire was abolished on August 1, 1834 and after a four year “apprenticeship period” the formerly enslaved Africans were free to leave the plantations where they had been enslaved their entire lives up to that point. The unpaid labour of enslaved Africans developed Guyana including building kokers and seawalls to keep the sea from destroying the colonies/country. The history of “Indian arrival” in British Guiana is well documented in several books, also the reason they choose to become indentured labourers and “gold” was definitely not one of the reasons.

      Comment by Elizabeth Jonas — April 13, 2014 @ 7:36 pm | Reply

      • Thanks for getting this right, Elizabeth!

        Comment by Pat Hunte-Cusack — April 14, 2014 @ 12:24 pm

  95. Hi Mohini,
    It is very nice to hear from you.
    As you know heritage is my greatest passion.
    I have researched my family heritage and was able to go as far back as the 1600s in some cases.
    Most are traced into the Dutch period to as far back as the 1700s.
    I have a cousin, Richard Allicock in Canada who has also done extensive work on the East Indians heritage of Guyana and has lots of his work available on the internet. Google his name and you will see some of his wonderful work. He also did a tremendous amount of work on the Africans of Guyana and went heavily into the repugnant slave history. Once upon a time I was pretty close to brilliant history and great son of Guyana, Walter Rodney who did great work on African history and the Sugar workers of early Guiana.

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — February 12, 2012 @ 2:10 am | Reply

    • Hi: Nice to raed about your work on your family history. I will google your counsin and see what I can find about my family. My Aunt and Uncle (Sister and Brother – Iris Ramsahoye and Rueben Ramsahoye) who knew much about the history passed away in Stropshire, England.

      Comment by Rita Gomes — December 5, 2012 @ 8:43 pm | Reply

      • Hello

        Are you sure they have passed away?

        Comment by Richie Ramsahoye — February 2, 2015 @ 12:44 pm

      • Hi Richie:
        Yes, I’m sure they have passed away. Also, my mother, Veronica Ramsahoye Gomes passed away in Ottawa Canada in October 2014. I think you can still google the obituary. You must be Rueben’s son and last I heard you were living in Australia. I leaned of Aunt Iris and Uncle Rueben’s passing from Indira. I hope you’ll send me your email. Here is mine

        Comment by Rita Gomes — March 8, 2015 @ 2:46 am

  96. Hi Wendy,
    It is nice to hear from you. That was a quick read. I read that book several times and learn something each time.
    It painted a real good picture of the times. Our next Family Reunion is in 2013 and I draw a lot of strength from them. Good luck in your family linage research.
    Florida is a bit chilly tonight and down into the 40s in your destination Port St. Lucie however this is still the best time of the year to visit.
    Have a great trip.

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — February 12, 2012 @ 3:14 am | Reply

  97. Remembering our Dear Whitney Houston!
    What a tragic and unbelievable loss.

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — February 12, 2012 @ 10:05 am | Reply

  98. Mohini, here is a link. Indian indenturship…A forgotten episode in hsitory.

    If you cannot access google Indain indenturship etc


    Comment by Barbara malins-Smith — February 13, 2012 @ 3:25 pm | Reply

  99. I read with great interest the comments above, especially the need for accurate information about Guyana and its peoples. I would urge you to read a book, entitled “The Indelible Red Stain” written by my husband, Dr Mohan Ragbeer. It is a substantial work, in two volumes, recently published and available through It covers much of the history of pre-independence British Guiana, and deals in much detail with the social, cultural and economic aspects of the country’s history, answering many of the questions possed in the above blog. It also deals with the relationships between the different races that make up the population, and describes the circumstances that led to the great exodus of Guyanese from the country which he regarded as a tropical paradise.
    For Mohini, I would particularly recommend his accounts of the life of the earliest Indians and also the history of India which is summarized in the second volume. I would be happy to give you any further information.

    Comment by mary mcneill — February 15, 2012 @ 1:03 am | Reply

    • Very good n well written , scholarly work by Dr Ragbeer. I read of his book in the Stabroek News and immediately bought it from I wrote the good doctor and communicated with him. That communication led to the doctor visiting our family in Orlando to chat with my father who knows his family. . Guyana has changed, Georgetown now is a garbage dump, sad but true!

      Comment by Vijay Singh — April 20, 2014 @ 1:27 am | Reply

  100. I highly recommend Dr. Ragbeer’s book, it is brilliantly written and gives account to the true facts leading to the decline of Guyana. I received this book from a friend sometime ago, had every intention of reading right away, got half way, picked it up again this morning after reading Mary’s comment. i intend to spend the week end reading form the beginning. Brilliant.

    Comment by Barbara malins-Smith — February 15, 2012 @ 2:18 pm | Reply

  101. Mary, thank you for the suggestion. I left Guyana many decades ago with all hopes of never to return under no circumstances. The occurances & brutality I’ve witnessed first hand as a very young kid of 7 & my teenage years have left an emotional scar for the rest of my life & a very bad taste for the kind of people. I was scheduled to leave Guyana one week before my neighbor who lived 3 blocks down the road in Chateaumargot on the East Coast. They were leaving Tuesday with intentions of never to return. At 2.00 am the Sunday morning masked men kicked in their door & riddled those people with machine guns. When a nine year old son try to grab the phone to call the police he was laced with firewater. I don’t think he lived, the father had holes in him like a strainer, the complete story is dreadful to talk about. However, police never arrived. That hour of the morning the entire neighborhood stood on the street shaken with fear, my knees buckled under me. My two eyes have seen enough, my cup has overflowed, there is nothing that can erase those memories, not even the good old days of colonialism. East Indians became helpless targets after the country gained independence & a changed of government which had endowed thence forth to never be changed until the country collapsed to nothing & every East Indian had diminished the land. To be a civil servant during that Government reign, his mandatory requirement of militia training, the sacrifices you adhere to just to have a job, I would have liked to shoot the bastard myself sacrificing my own life of which many before me had entertained the idea themselves but none could have succeeded. My husband’s parents are German American by birth, three generations over, the Catholic church & Bishops none of them can begin to comprehend the unfathomable/despicable lawlessness & brutality that were allowed in such a small & beautiful country “Guyana.” I enjoyed the stories my father told of the early days when my great grand father was taken to British Guiana with stars in his eyes to find gold, instead they found the negroes & the sugar plantation of which they were required to help reap the harvest & would be taken back to India who wanted to return. My great grand dad cooked & fed the villagers with goat meat. The huge iron pots were still around for me to see them. The people eat & danced all they want all night long. “Those were the good days.” For all those people with good memories of British Guiana, I say kudos to you all, but we were an unfortunate generation with memories of which we cannot wipe the slate clean & start over. I have volumes of books in my head of what my eyes have seen & the experiences my little heart endure and above all I wished it “COULD all GO AWAY.”

    Comment by Mohini Singh — February 15, 2012 @ 8:58 pm | Reply

    • Mohini Singh there were atrocities committed on both sides. African Guyanese also have stories to tell of brutal incidents their families experienced.

      Comment by Elizabeth Jonas — April 13, 2014 @ 7:40 pm | Reply

  102. Mohini,
    I felt honesty in you from the “first line” you wrote and my heart is with you. Yes, books will be written, stories will be told and life will continue. You represent “a naked but hidden truth of our dear country” that few really want to face up to or discuss.
    I understand and believe your story and might never be able to bring comfort to you, however acknowledgement is a good start in the long journey of atonement and inner peace.
    Your story is indeed an integral and most important page of THE STORY OF GUYANA.
    God bless you and your family.

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — February 16, 2012 @ 12:32 am | Reply

  103. A tribute to one of the greatest voice ever!
    Our dear Whitney. I hope the link works.

    “I will always love you.”

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — February 16, 2012 @ 5:16 pm | Reply

  104. When I reflect on Guyana the song that I posted of Whitney rings in my ears!
    I was all “mushy” looking at this video. It is guarantee to bring tears in your eyes and a special feeling of togetherness and love. Whitney dearly remembered! Guyana dearly remembered!..Please click this VIDEO
    Much love to all my fellow Guyanese.

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — February 16, 2012 @ 5:34 pm | Reply

    • Beautiful tribute to an amazing singer. So sad she had such a troubled life and left way too soon. Thanks for sharing.

      Comment by Wendy Quinn — February 16, 2012 @ 6:30 pm | Reply

  105. Dear Bernard Abraham,
    Re your note, Edna Abraham (Aunt Edna) did in fact live at 217 Lamaha Street, North Cummingsburg. It was the home of Ruth Miriam Cox (nee Wight). My wife’s parents, Frank and Elma Small ( daughter of Granny Cox) also lived there. Aunt Edna attended my wedding and reception there. My wife and I lived in the back cottage. Aunt Edna, at that time (1971) worked at the Law Office of C.V. Wight who was related to Granny Cox. She also did part time work for Palm Court Hotel on Main Street. Aunt Edna attended Unity Church on Carmichael Street. Yes, she had a friend by the name of Melrose Clarke who I was told migrated to Canada. She was also a very close friend of the daughter of Johnny Adamson, a former Bookers executive. Aunt Edna and I spoke daily. I found her to be a gem of a person…always well dressed, simple yet sophisticated, well spoken and most kind. She was never married, as far as I know. She was invited to the many parties held at the home. I enoyed many dances with her. My family and I left Guyana in 1975. I was told she was admitted to St. Joseph’s Mercy Hospital in 1976 where she died. I was advised when I first met her that she was in her 80s. When I enquired; for the fun of it, how old she was, her sagacious reply was ” Peter, only furniture get old, not women.”

    Comment by Peter Halder — February 21, 2012 @ 8:46 pm | Reply

    • Thanks Peter for your prompt response, and for the lovely anecdotes about Aunt Edna.
      She was my grandfather’s cousin; her father Eddie (Edward Adolphus Victor) and my great grandfather (Benjamin Victor jnr) were brothers (well half brothers to be exact). While I was growing up in Georgetown and until I left for the UK in 1962 I didn’t know of her existence and that is my loss. The people I’ve come into contact with who knew her all have the same memory of her as you do, that she was a gem of a person. Do you happen to have any photos of her in your collection?

      I wonder if I could tax your memory further. I’ve been told that Edna lived at that address for many years with her mother, since the forties in fact. Her mother’s name was Connie, but do you by any chance know what her maiden name was? You mentioned that Aunt Edna had a Jewish background; did she ever go into detail about this? Did she ever talk about her parents, or about her half siblings? She had two half sisters; Eva, who lived with Johnson Subryan at Kitty Farm which was later renamed Subryanville, and Gwendoline, who was a legal secretary in her father Eddie’s law office, and who married Charles Kellman. I have a newspaper clipping of this wedding in 1916 where Edna and Eva were the bridesmaids. Eva’s brother Isaac emigrated to the US and studied electrical engineering at Carnegie Mellom university; I’m in touch with his granddaughter who lives in Washington Pennsylvania. Gwendoline’s brother Victor died by drowning in the botanical gardens shortly after her wedding. I’m in touch with Gwendoline’s grandson, who is a professor of medicine at Dublin University in Ireland, and from whom I have a photo of Edna’s father Eddie.
      Edna had another half brother, Herman Victor, who, at the time of his death around 1960 was the manager of Bookers Balata Company. I’m in touch with Herman’s daughter Thelma who lives in Rotterdam in the Netherlands.
      The last half sibling that I know about was Harry Valentine, who was chief clerk of the Transport and Harbours Department.
      When next I visit Georgetown I shall enquire at the United Church if there is a record of Edna’s funeral and where she is buried.
      I realise this is quite an imposition, but I would be most grateful for anything you can remember, and any photos you might care to share. My e-mail address is:

      Best regards

      Comment by Bernard Abraham — February 29, 2012 @ 9:09 pm | Reply

    Click the following link for the full article which has postcard pictures of the trams in Georgetown, and highlights the architecture of that era, which is still a feature of the city. <click here

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — February 21, 2012 @ 11:00 pm | Reply

    • Thanks for the link how fascinating to see what it looked like at the time my grandmother(born 1880 in British Guiana) was there as well as my great grandparents!

      Comment by Wendy Quinn — February 22, 2012 @ 6:31 pm | Reply

    Mashramani is a Country wide annual celebration in observance of the anniversary of the Republic. This is a relatively new tradition was started on Feb 23rd 1970, when Guyana became a republic
    It is probably the most colorful of all the festivals. There are spectacular costume competitions, float parades, masquerade bands, and dancing in the streets to the accompaniment of steel band music and calypsos.
    Masquerades frequent the streets performing acrobatic dance routines, a vivid reminder of Guyana’s African heritage. Calypso competitions with their witty social commentaries are another integral part of “Mash”, and this culminates in the coronation of King or Queen for that year. The word Mashramani is Amerindian in origin and means “the celebration of a job well done”.
    This festival originated in Linden in 1966 to celebrate independence. However, it was agreed that the festival would become a national one to celebrate the Republican Anniversary and in 1972 it became a national event and for the first time in 1973 it was controlled and organized by the Government of Guyana.

    Jimmy Hamilton formerly of Linden and the Bauxite Industry and “is credited as a founder of this festival” had this to say on “Mashramani”
    “The word Mashramani was spelt that way by me, because that is how it sounded. But let me go back a bit. The Junior Chamber of Greater Mackenzie started celebrating the Independence of Guyana with a Trinidad type Carnival, which was intended to keep the free spending bauxite workers and their families within the mining town. When it was announced in 1969 that Guyana would become a Republic in February 1970, the Mackenzie chapter, in keeping with the Government’s Socialist agenda, which excluded the monarchy, decided to Guyanise the celebrations. Jour Ouvert became fo-daymawnin jump-up. Ole Mas became the Revolt Dance and the Calypso Contests became the Shanto Contest. The search then began for a name to replace Carnival Queen. It was during this time that we contacted every known source for an appropriate name. It was sometime in November 1969 that Basil Butcher, Chairman of the celebrations committee, suggested that we look for an Amerindian name. Several persons were contacted including Mr. Albert Fiedtkou, who at that time was an instrument man with a geological team of the Demerara Bauxite Company. Mr. Fiedtkou, who had just returned from an exploration mission in the interior informed us that he can’t think of anything, but he was visiting his grandfather, who lived somewhere in Malali, Upper Demerara River, and he promised to find out if there is any Amerindian festivity that will suit our purpose. On his return a week or two later, Mr. Fiedtkou said the ‘old man’ remembers an Arawak festival that was something like ‘muster many’ but in Arawak language sounded like Mash-ra-mani. An example, he said, was like when a young couple was getting married, the men would go hunting and fishing for meat, while the women and children will be busy preparing Piwari and sleepy tonic and gathering materials for building a benab. When the men returned, the benab will be built, the meat prepared and the entire village and surrounding neighbours travelling by trail or canoe will congregate and the celebration will begin. This story prompted me to declare ‘hey that’s a celebration after a co-operative effort, ideal for the co-op Republic of Guyana.’ The Committee agreed, but subsequent efforts to qualify the word and its meaning proved futile. It was Mr. Adrian Thompson, the late historian, who confirmed the use of the word with these final remarks “I don’t know of the word and its meaning, but I suspect no one else does, therefore go ahead and use it.” Mashramani was born, and the 1970 celebrations were a huge success.”
    Regarding the use of the word Muster or “Musta,” the Churches in the riverain area were used as a meeting area to conduct personal and public business.
    The famous Musta were agreed on after Church Service. “Musta is a cooperative effort of others to band together and help another in a specific task. All was assured help in this manner by each individuals taking turns.”
    They agreed to band together in a co-op and assisted each other with major work like cutting a farm, construction and extensive manual labor. They would take turns helping each other in this manner. The person receiving the help was responsible for providing meals. This was a very successful way around many enormous tasks and it also cemented healthy relationships

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — February 23, 2012 @ 11:48 am | Reply

  108. Thank you very much for this link. It helps me feel proud of a country we once had. The quality of life & development that took place in a few short years. But reading of mashramani just churned my stomach. 1966 I spent 3 monhs in Georgetown hospital with typhoid because of the water we had to drink. When some were celebrating this mash#$%@&%$# people were starving, they stood in lines for hours at depos for a pint of oil & a pound of cassava flour, while every thing eatible for daily survival was band, meanwhile Damanashahahahaa were getting food by the truck load to their door. They didn’t have to work either. Tough luck for us who had to eat #@$@!!%$#^&^ for survival. SORRY. This is from the experience of a 10 years old.

    Comment by Mohini Singh — February 23, 2012 @ 5:57 pm | Reply

  109. Quite true Mohini, I was almost trampled in a food stampede as a young child and shared similar experiences, which are also stories of Guyana then and now. Understanding the past is the vision for the future.
    Facts are important and sugar coating is not necessary. Like myself, I have a good feeling Guyana will always live within you in more ways than one. Your experiences and documentation makes you a very special Guyanese who still cares.

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — February 23, 2012 @ 6:20 pm | Reply

  110. Alana Seebarran of Guyana – Miss India Worldwide 2012
    by guyaneseonline

    Contestant Alana Seebarran of Guyana is crowned as the new Miss India Worldwide 2012 by her predecessor Ankita Ghazan from Australia in the 23rd edition of the pageant, next to contestant Varsha Ramrattan of Suriname (L), in Paramaribo February 26, 2012. Contestants of Indian origin from 35 different countries competed in the Miss India Worldwide Pageant 2012. REUTERS/Ranu Abhelakh
    Guyana has won the crowned for Miss India Worldwide 2012.
    Alana Seebarran, representing Guyana, was crowned the Miss India Worldwide 2012, Saturday evening at the KKF Ballroom in Paramaribo Suriname; She also won the title of Best talent. Her prize includes US$7,000.
    Kuwait was 1st runner-up and Australia 2nd runner-up.
    Of the five finalists Seebarran earned the most points in the round of questions. She also appeared to have scored high during the talent round one day earlier. Seebarran also performed a combination of Indian folk and Bollywood acts.
    This reminds me of the beautiful Shakira Baksh of Guyana many years ago.
    Shakira Baksh Caine – Model/Actress –THE THIRD PLACE FINISHER IN THE 1967- MISS WORLD CONTEST and Miss World’s ‘Most Beautiful 2nd Runner-Up Of All Times’ in 1967.
    Shakira Caine (born Shakira Baksh on 23 February 1947, also known as Shakira and Lady Micklewhite), is a Guyanese-British former fashion model and actress of Indian descent.
    She was born in Guyana to a Muslim family of Indian origin. Her mother was a dressmaker, and she aspired to follow in her footsteps and become a fashion designer. While working as a secretary her boss urged her to enter the Miss Guyana contest, where she won the Miss Guyana title. She ended up in third place in the 1967 Miss World contest in London at the age of 19; from there she would launch a career in modeling.
    Shakira Baksh married British actor Michael Caine in Las Vegas, Nevada, USA on 8 January 1973,[1] and appeared with him in John Huston’s The Man Who Would Be King. They have one daughter, Natasha. She met her husband after he became obsessed with finding “the most beautiful woman he had ever seen” after seeing her in a commercial for Maxwell House coffee. He was planning on going to Brazil to track her down but it turned out that she was living in London, England. A friend gave him her phone number. They live at their home in Downs Lane, Leatherhead, and Surrey.
    She is good friends with Dorrit Moussaieff, the First Lady of Iceland.[1]

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — February 27, 2012 @ 11:19 am | Reply

  111. STRANGERS IN THE BOX- a poem of heritage and family

    Come, look with me inside this drawer,
    In this box I’ve often seen,
    At the pictures, black and white,
    Faces proud, still, serene.
    I wish I knew the people,
    These strangers in the box,
    Their names and all their memories
    Are lost among my socks.
    I wonder what their lives were like,
    How did they spend their days?
    What about their special times?
    I’ll never know their ways.
    If only someone had taken time
    To tell who, what, where, or when,
    These faces of my heritage
    Would come to life again.
    Could this become the fate
    Of the pictures we take today?
    The faces and the memories
    Someday to be passed away?
    Make time to save your stories,
    Seize the opportunity when it knocks,
    Or someday you and yours could be
    The strangers in the box.

    Much love,

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — February 29, 2012 @ 7:54 pm | Reply

    • How true Dmitri. Love it.

      Comment by Pat Hunte-Cusack — March 1, 2012 @ 12:06 pm | Reply

      • I too agree having found a box of pictures in my mother-in-laws items and no one knows who the people in them are. So sad to not be able to share their life stories. Wendy

        Comment by Wendy Quinn — March 1, 2012 @ 11:19 pm

  112. Thanks Pat and Wendy
    I came across similar findings also.
    I was blessed with wonderful parents who always had a story to tell and I was a faithful listener. Some may say that yesterday is gone forever and today is the only time we have; the truth is, “life grows from the seeds of our thoughts, emotions and vision.” We all grow up with the weight of history on us. Our ancestors dwell in the attics of our brains as they do in the spiraling chains of knowledge hidden in every cell of our bodies. The ultimate barrier or “proverbial brick wall” is however met with any family heritage or linage. The written record can only go so far back then speculations and attempts to understand forgotten and undocumented history also ends.
    Yesterday memories are today’s realities making heritage so much more important. The important thing to keep in mind is also what gives meaning and understanding to the concept of whom we are or what we are. That stranger in the box could be us so easily…
    Love, Dmitri

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — March 2, 2012 @ 2:36 am | Reply

    Nevisian cricketer Runako Morton, 33 died last night in Trinidad after crashing his car into a utility pole. He was on his way home from a local cricket match. As the news about his tragic death many of his team-mates posted condolences on twitter.
    Morton played 15 Tests and 56 ODIs for West Indies, with his last appearance for his country coming against Australia in a Twenty20 international in 2010. He underachieved as a Test batsman, scoring 573 runs at an average of 22.03 with four half-centuries. He had a better record as a one-day player, scoring 1519 runs at an average of 33.75 with two centuries and ten fifties.
    I was very sorry to hear this about Morton this morning and still enjoys cricket despite the decline of West Indies cricket. I am still a diehard fan who hopes for the return of the day when the “West Indies dominated the world” in this game. My condolence to Runako’s family and his West Indies teams mates.

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — March 6, 2012 @ 11:20 am | Reply

    The capital city of Georgetown will celebrate two hundred years, later this year. The city of Stabroek was renamed Georgetown on 29 April 1812 in honor of England’s King George III. On 5 May 1812 an ordinance was passed to the effect that the town formerly called Stabroek, with districts extending from La Penitence to the bridges in Kingston and entering upon the road to the military camps, shall be called Georgetown.
    The city of Georgetown began as a small town in the 18th century. Originally, the capital of the Demerara-Essequibo colony was located on Borselen Island in the Demerara River under the administration of the Dutch. When the colony was captured by the British in 1781, Lieutenant-Colonel Robert Kingston chose the mouth of the Demerara River for the establishment of a town which was situated between Plantations Werk-en-rust and Vlissingen.
    It was the French who developed this town and made it their capital city when they captured the colony in 1782. The French called the capital La Nouvelle Ville. When the town was restored to the Dutch in 1784, it was renamed Stabroek after Nicolaas Geelvinck, Lord of Stabroek, and President of the Dutch West India Company. Eventually the town expanded and covered the estates of Vlissingen, La Bourgade and Eve Leary to the North, and Werk-en-rust and La Repentir.
    Guyana first Capital still exists. The ruins of a brick fort can still be seen on a little island where the Essequibo, Mazaruni and Cuyuni rivers meet. The original fort was a wooden structure built around 1600 by some Dutch traders, who called it Kyk-Over- Al or “see over all”, because it provided a commanding view of the three rivers. The wooden structure was replaced in the 1630’s by a brick structure which served as an administrative center. Another notable landmark is the Dutch Fort Zeelandia on Fort Island in the Essiquibo River. This brick fort still retains its main features and was built in 1743. Kyk-Over-Al was Guyana’s first Capital until it was moved down river to Fort Island in order to have ready access to more Fertile land in 1743.
    The birth of Georgetown occurred shortly after the 1803 treaty of Amiens, which awarded the colonies of Demerara, Berbice and Essequibo to Britain from the Dutch. Dutch and English were the primary language then, as English culture and laws slowly took over. The separate three former Dutch colonies of Demerara, Essequibo and Berbice were finally united into one entity called British Guiana in 1831 and were govern from Georgetown. The history of early Georgetown also witnessed the abolition act of Slavery in 1833 which eventually brought an end of the Trans- Atlantic Slave Trade in Africans and the most repugnant industry known to the history of humanity.

    Georgetown was once called the Garden City because of the many trees that grace its avenues. The city’s avenues were created when some of its historical canals were filled in. These unique avenues urban streets are lined with flowering tropical trees, which shed their colorful blossoms at various times of the year on the pedestrian pathways that run between them.
    Georgetown despite of the modern developing skyline is still a city of wooden structures, including most of its houses and public buildings. It most famous landmark is the St. Georges Anglican Cathedral, the tallest wooden structure in the world
    In the 1890s, Henry Kirke author of “Twenty five years in British Guiana” said “Georgetown, called the Venice of the West Indies is a strange place, and one calculated to excite the interest and admiration of everyone. Beneath the level of the sea at springtides, the city is defended from the waves of the Atlantic by a granite breakwater two miles long, stretching from Fort William Frederick at the mouth of the river Demerara to Plantation Kitty on the East Coast; great granite groins runs out from it to the sea every sixty yards or so, to break the force of the waves; whilst the wall, which is twenty five feet wide at the top, is utilized as a promenade and health resort in the afternoon and evenings. This sea wall was commenced in 1858, and was not completed until 1892. It was built principally by convict labor, and all the granite was brought from the penal settlement on the Massaruni River.”
    “The streets in Georgetown are all rectangular: the city is intersected in all directions by open canals and drains, which are crossed by innumerable bridges. These, at the time I first went out to the colony, were made of wood, which have since been replaced by handsome structures built of iron and cement. Main Street is certainly one of the prettiest streets I ever saw. About fort yards wide, it is divided up the middle by a wide canal full of the Victoria Regia Lily, the canal and the roads on each side, being shaded by an avenue of saman trees. Handsome houses, painted white, or some bright color, are built on each side of the street, nearly all of which are surrounded by gardens, full of crotons, palms, poinsettias, bougainvilleas, and all sorts of bright-hued plants and flowers; on some of the trees can be seen clusters of cattleyas with their mauve and rose colored flowers, from another an oncidium throws out its racemes of odorous petals, four to five feet in length.”
    Two centuries of rich intangible cultural heritage for all Guyana is embodied by Georgetown’s history. Let this historical anniversary be remembered as a time for renewal of entrusted and sacred heritage, which must be proudly passed on to the future generations
    Understanding and respecting the past are the keys to the future. Respectfully yours,
    Dmitri Allicock

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — March 7, 2012 @ 12:51 am | Reply

    Phagwah is a Hindu religious holiday observed in March to celebrate the triumph of good over evil. Hindus traditionally wear white on Paghwah day and indulge in the throwing upon each other of a harmless liquid called abeer. Abeer is a red dye which symbolizes the blood of the tyrannical King Kiranya who in Hindu lore was ordered burnt alive by his son Prince Prahalad because of the suffering which his people endured at the hands of his father. Powder, perfume, and water are also thrown on family, friends and neighbors on this day by Hindus and non-Hindus alike in what is an amusing, good-natured and joyful celebration. Liquor sometimes gets the better of this celebration like any other as some may be annoyed with having abeer thrown on them.
    Phagwah’ derives from the Hindu month, ‘Phalgun’ (the month in which the festival falls). To usher this day, the eve before, ‘Holika’—a huge fire is lit. It symbolizes the power of righteousness over unrighteousness; good over evil; truth over untruth; virtues over vices.
    Following the burning, the next morning the ash is taken and placed upon each other’s forehead; water is besmeared on each other; chowtaal, kabeer and baani (special types of music) are sound; and the entire village, despite race and color, join in the joyous festivities.
    In the afternoon of the same day, everyone again joins in celebration by splashing abeer, and throwing powder upon each other, and sharing and participating in sweetmeats. Indeed, Phagwah is a reaffirmation of hope, a renewed commitment to friendship and goodwill, and a religiously sanctioned celebration of the simple and some not so simple joys of life.
    Phagwah is a time for introspection. It is a time for us to identify the negative forces (vices—lust, greed, anger, hate, malice, jealousy, contempt, etc) in our lives and seek ways for their destruction, so that we may live a life of peace, harmony, brotherly love and truth. We will commit fewer mistakes and seek to cultivate good habits and virtues. Have a great holiday!

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — March 8, 2012 @ 6:18 pm | Reply

  116. that was good but i want history of W.R.A.Pilgrim

    Comment by selven — March 8, 2012 @ 11:31 pm | Reply

  117. Does anyone have information of a list of ships which had taken Indians from India in the years 1838 to 1917 to the West Indies? The Port/Depot of Aapravasi Ghat located in Port Louis on the Is of Mauritius is where immigrants were taken to board the ships. There were several ships (1) Whitby (2) Hesperus sailed from Calcutta. My fore parent sailed on the Jihad which I can’t seem to find any info including date of arrival to BG. Also, its like pulling a tooth trying to find the names of each immigrant. Here in the USA we found every info on the migration of Jews, Italians, Africans and everyone else. Please help. Thanks Mo

    Comment by Mohini Singh — March 12, 2012 @ 4:11 pm | Reply

    • Hi Mohini,
      I know this does not answer your questions directly but may assist in some way hopefully. See the link below. Best regards, Dmitri

      Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — March 16, 2012 @ 8:20 pm | Reply

    • Searching the ‘Web’ should reveal several leads on the subject of transport of Indians, from several locations, to Guyana. Another reference could be ‘The Legacy of the Luckhoos’.
      Another view of ‘Estate Life’ could be found in “Chinese Cane Reapers”.
      A good way to understand ‘Plantation Life’ is a novel by Austin Clarke -“The Polished Hoe’. it provides an insiders view of things that we would not ‘want to know’.
      Raise your heads and celebrate the life of ‘The First Governor of British Colombia’, Canada, Sir James Douglas, born in Georgetown in 1801, of mixed Race.

      Comment by Louis C. Kellman — July 6, 2014 @ 3:57 am | Reply

  118. Fascinating history of the West Indies!;

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — March 16, 2012 @ 10:36 am | Reply

  119. Guyana’s spectatular wildlife-a must see! Follow link below.

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — March 16, 2012 @ 11:58 pm | Reply

  120. Dmitri, I received a picture of Wismar 1958 showing St Andrews Parish & the Wismar Elementary School which I attended fron age 6, are there pictures archived anywhere of wismar burning? Along with the 1958 picture showing the church, is another picture which I believe is a current day of the same area. During those dreadful/horrible few days, the British soldiers were taken far away from the actual scene so that the dreadful massacre can enfold. The soldiers arrived late; were there any media coverage? or actual pictures of Wismar Police Station, St. Andrews Church, the School & the Vicarage burning? I remember clearly after we were taken across the river to Mckenzie boys club,looking back I saw the skeleton frames & the raging fire of the buildings. “I am grateful if there are pictures of the actual burning scenes on file.” Thanks Mo.

    Comment by Mohini Singh — March 21, 2012 @ 2:20 pm | Reply

  121. Sorry Mohani, no pictures personally except for the ones frozen in my memories. Did you look at the fascinating Videos on the arrival East Indians of Trinidad 1845-1917? I thought they might be helpful in your research.
    Always your friend,

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — March 22, 2012 @ 1:08 am | Reply

  122. Tag Archives: Infant mortality

    Guyana Help The Kids: Working to reduce infant mortality
    Great video collection of caring for the greatest assets of Guyana- Its young!
    They are the the future and the promise of a better tomorrow.

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — March 28, 2012 @ 1:55 pm | Reply

  123. Please take a few minutes to watch this. It will make
    > your day.

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — March 30, 2012 @ 1:00 am | Reply

  124. Dimitri, In early february I received a picture of a Church & a few buildings around it taken in 1958. At the heading of that picture marked “1958 Wismar,” Do you recognized the church? and what is the name of it in those days? I got this picture in an email you sent. If there is anyone who can recognized that church & its surroundings, please send me your information I greatly appreciate it. Thanks.Mohini

    Comment by Mohini Singh — March 30, 2012 @ 3:03 pm | Reply

  125. Sorry I don’t have your email but thanks for the question.
    On this site, “Peter Halder’s Guyana” there is a picture of the old Seventh Days Church and you might be thinking about this. That picture was taken around 1958. The building next door housed the D’Anjou family and also where my dear uncle Owen Allicock once had a small business and lived before he passed in ’66.
    I know that you had referred to Saint Aidan Anglican Church and School prior, so I am not sure. The other church and related school on the Wismar {Western] Shore was the Scots Church and School.
    The Christianburg, Scots Church is the oldest in the area. That building was constructed in 1898 and preceded the older Scots church building. Incidentally, the 1897 Seventh Days Adventist Church located at Botaba, up the Demerara, is the oldest Seventh Days Adventist church in Guyana. Other Churches located on the main road in 1958 were the Christian Brethren and Seventh Days Adventist Church which I referred to.
    I was a pupil for a few months at the Saint Aidan Primary School before being transferred to The Mackenzie Primary, which also was ran by the church in the early years.
    I hope that I was helpful, best regards to you and family,

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — March 31, 2012 @ 8:54 pm | Reply

  126. born in guyana 1945 youth spent in new market st, east st, and then subyranville, when i saw comments about McKenzie, airstrip, RH Carr etc it brought back many memories, went to QC, and worked at the Royal bank of Canada, spent 2 years in McKenzie, no road is right lol, ways to/from McKenzie were really varied, RH Carr, “the trail”, graphic boat,and if you could afford it, demba pilots Barney Griffith,/Tom wilson had a little cessna 172, 40$ one way lol.

    Comment by Randal Roach — April 1, 2012 @ 6:49 pm | Reply

    • Randall, hey, my uncle Barney Griffiths was the DEMBA pilot and lived in McKenzie. If I recall you were once married to Patricia Mekdeci. Correct me if I have the wrong Randall .

      Comment by Kathryn Jorge — May 19, 2016 @ 6:53 pm | Reply

  127. D,mitri, the church I’m inquiring about was in Wismar. Let begin from RH CARR Stelling/Dock, there was Sprostons Bldg. opposite, further down the same stree which was just a dust/mud road no paving, there was the Bata shoe store, then wismar market place, then Wismar Police Station, “Just infrom the Police Station there was a small dock where the farmers brought launchs heavily laden with vegitables like plantains, cassava, etc. & sells at the market. Then the Church, at the back of the church was Wismar elementary school, then the Rectory, a few houses down – was Lalta Paul & sons a huge business/store. This is how the place was up until that deadly night of 1964. I would say from RH CARR Stelling to Laltal Paul & Sons was approx. 2-3 miles couldn’t be much more of a distance. Christianburg was further up pass the store. I hope this description can jug your memory. And by the way did you ever receive word on Sabra Singh of Silver Spring Wismar?

    Comment by Mohini Singh — April 2, 2012 @ 2:22 pm | Reply

  128. Hi Mohini,
    I never saw or heard form Sabra since that special time. The Singh family visited our home and spent a few hours with us in the mid- 70s. Her dear brother and I spent a tearful but happy reunion together. I have a very special place in my heart for this wonderful family.
    The church you are referring to is the Wismar- Saint Aidan Anglican Church. It located right next to the police station. The church was rebuilt in the early 70’s. The school is still there.
    The R.H Carr Terminus is in ruins for many years. This was also the terminus for the long defunct Wismar to Rockstone rails. See the article that I posted on the Demerara-Essiquibo Railway {DER}, it is also full of historical pictures.
    I know it has been a life time since you were there and the memories are permanently fixed in your mind from a childhood. The area is actually a lot smaller. Two to three miles downriver would almost get you to Amelias Ward {by the river} There is a 1968 Amelias Ward housing scheme next to the Highway that most people would now identify it.

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — April 3, 2012 @ 12:57 am | Reply

    EASTER is the most important and oldest festival of the Christian Church in Guyana then and now, it celebrates the resurrection of Jesus Christ and held between March 21 and April 25, on the first Sunday after the first full moon following the northern spring equinox.
    I am the resurrection and the life.
    He who believes in me,
    Though he may die, he shall live.
    And whoever lives and believes in me
    Shall never die”
    John 11:25-26

    The meaning of Easter is Jesus Christ’s victory over death. His resurrection symbolizes the eternal life that is granted to all who believe in Him. The meaning of Easter also symbolizes the complete verification of all that Jesus preached and taught during His three-year ministry. If He had not risen from the dead, if He had merely died and not been resurrected, He would have been considered just another teacher or Rabbi. However, His resurrection changed all that and gave final and irrefutable proof that He was really the Son of God and that He had conquered death once and for all

    Origins of the name “Easter”
    The name “Easter” originated with the names of an ancient Goddess and God. The Venerable Bede, (672-735 CE) a Christian scholar, first asserted in his book De Ratione Temporum that Easter was named after Eostre (a.k.a. Eastre). She was the Great Mother Goddess of the Saxon people in Northern Europe. Similarly, the “Teutonic dawn goddess of fertility [was] known variously as Ostare, Ostara, Ostern, Eostra, Eostre, Eostur, Eastra, Eastur, Austron and Ausos.”. Her name was derived from the ancient word for spring: “eastre.” Similar Goddesses were known by other names in ancient cultures around the Mediterranean, and were celebrated in the springtime. Some were:
    Aphrodite, named Cytherea (Lady of Cythera) and Cypris (Lady of Cyprus) after the two places which claimed her birth; 8
    Ashtoreth from ancient Israel;
    Astarte from ancient Greece;
    Demeter from Mycenae;
    Hathor from ancient Egypt;
    Ishtar from Assyria;
    Kali, from India; and
    Ostara a Norse Goddess of fertility.
    An alternative explanation has been suggested. The name given by the Frankish church to Jesus’ resurrection festival included the Latin word “alba” which means “white.” (This was a reference to the white robes that were worn during the festival.) “Alba” also has a second meaning: “sunrise.” When the name of the festival was translated into German, the “sunrise” meaning was selected in error. This became “ostern” in German. Ostern has been proposed as the origin of the word “Easter”.
    On Good Friday, in Guyana, all businesses are closed. There are many Church services and the mood is quite somber. Hot cross buns are served and are a major part of this tradition. Church services are held throughout the country on Easter Sunday. Kite flying continues later in the day.
    On Easter Monday, the entire nation seems to participate in a grand all day picnics which include the grand finale of kite flying that celebrate the resurrection of Jesus Christ. Thousands of kites ascend the sky in a spectacular display of color and creativity. Most of the generations of my childhood made their own kites. Store bought kites were rare. It was very important to have a great looking kite that can fly the highest and sing the loudest. These attractive master pieces were proudly displayed by all kite makers as they competed to make the best kite

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — April 5, 2012 @ 1:05 pm | Reply

  130. What memories of joy and anticipation. Easter the best time of the year in Guyana, beautiful breezes, blue skies, bouganvilla and poui in bloom. Flying kites with my father, sunburnt faces, delicious sponge cakes, fresh juices, my favourite was five finger, cheese sandwiches wrapped in linen towels to keep them moist, home made patties, memories, memories of a childhood filled with wonder and love. I still see in my mind;s eye the wonderful images of a sky dotted with the beautiful colourful kites in the Guyana of my childhood. Unique experience that was.

    Comment by Barbara malins-Smith — April 5, 2012 @ 4:12 pm | Reply

  131. So true and such great memories Barbara, my brother Andrei Allicock still continues this tradition here in the United States. He won the Los Angeles Guyanese Kite Flying Competition for three consecutive years. I now fly the store bought kite due mainly to it durability.
    Easter is still very big in Guyana and the Bartica Regatta is a feature event.
    Bartica is said to have been developed from an Anglican missionary settlement established in 1842. The name ‘Bartica’ is believed to have come from an Amerindian word meaning ‘red earth’, abundant in the area. Called the “Gateway to the Interior”, the town of about 15,000 people is the launching point for people who work in the rainforests of Guyana, mining gold and diamonds.
    During the Easter weekend every year, Bartica hosts the Bartica Regatta, a growing variety of entertaining holiday activities, including water sports featuring mostly speedboats, cricket, boxing, soccer, talent shows, a street parade, and a Miss Bartica Regatta pageant.
    In the spirit of Easter, here is a great tribute to Jesus:

    The Resume of Jesus Christ

    Address: Ephesians 1:20
    Phone: Romans 10:13
    Website: The Bible. Keywords: Christ, Lord, Savior and Jesus


    My name is Jesus -The Christ. Many call me Lord! I’ve sent you my resume because I’m seeking the top management position in your heart. Please consider my accomplishments as set forth in my resume.


    I founded the earth and established the heavens, (See Proverbs 3:19)
    I formed man from the dust of the ground, (See Genesis 2:7)
    I breathed into man the breath of life, (See Genesis 2:7)
    I redeemed man from the curse of the law, (See Galatians 3:13)
    The blessings of the Abrahamic Covenant comes upon your life through me, (See Galatians 3:14)

    Occupational Background

    I’ve only had one employer, (See Luke 2:49 ).
    I’ve never been tardy, absent, disobedient, slothful or disrespectful.
    My employer has nothing but rave reviews for me, (See Matthew 3:15 -17)

    Skills Work Experiences

    Some of my skills and work experiences include: empowering the poor to be poor no more, healing the brokenhearted, setting the captives free, healing the sick, restoring sight to the blind and setting at liberty them that are bruised, (See Luke 4:18).
    I am a Wonderful Counselor, (See Isaiah 9:6). People who listen to me shall dwell safely and shall not fear evil, (See Proverbs 1:33 ).
    Most importantly, I have the authority, ability and power to cleanse you of your sins, (See I John 1:7-9)

    Educational Background

    I encompass the entire breadth and length of knowledge, wisdom and understanding, (See Proverbs 2:6).
    In me are hid all of the treasures of wisdom and knowledge, (See Colossians 2:3).
    My Word is so powerful; it has been described as being a lamp unto your feet and a light unto your path, (See Psalms 119:105).
    I can even tell you all of the secrets of your heart, (See Psalms 44:21).

    Major Accomplishments

    I was an active participant in the greatest Summit Meeting of all times, (See Genesis 1:26 ).
    I laid down my life so that you may live, (See II Corinthians 5:15 ).
    I defeated the arch enemy of God and mankind and made a show of them openly, (See Colossians 2:15 ).
    I’ve miraculously fed the poor, healed the sick and raised the dead!
    There are many more major accomplishments, too many to mention here. You can read them on my website, which is located at: www dot – the BIBLE. You don’t need an Internet connection or computer to access my website.


    Believers and followers worldwide will testify to my divine healing, salvation, deliverance, miracles, restoration and supernatural guidance.

    In Summation

    Now that you’ve read my resume, I’m confident that I’m the only candidate uniquely qualified to fill this vital position in your heart. In summation, I will properly direct your paths, (See Proverbs 3:5-6), and lead you into everlasting life, (See John 6:47 ). When can I start? Time is of the essence, (See Hebrews 3:15 ).

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — April 5, 2012 @ 4:38 pm | Reply

    • This is the first time I have seen Bartica mentioned on this site. I have been sitting here for the past hour or so reading all this interesting stuff about British Guiana. My dad was born in Bartica in 1931. His mum was Indian and we are mixed with Buck. My dad (Wilfred Younker) left BG in the late 1950’s and took a 12 day trip by ship to England. That’s where he met my wonderful English mum and I became a product of a Guianese dad and an English mum. I love my English and Guyanese heritage. My dad was an avid cricket player and was a great batsman for a local team in Suffolk, England. He had 2 centuries in one weekend and they compared his style to Basil Butcher, which I discovered in 2009 that he also hails from British Guiana. How weird is that? Dimitri I love the knowledge you share on this site. I’ve learned quite a bit. Thank you!

      Comment by Donna Marie Younker — September 28, 2013 @ 12:48 am | Reply

      • Hi Donna, It is a pleasure to hear from you. Here are two links that you might find interesting.

        Comment by Dmitri Allicock — September 28, 2013 @ 5:36 pm

      • Just found this site my father Henry Chung was the engineer in charge at the shipyard on a prison island which was accessible by Launch from Bartica .i went to school in Bartica up to 1962 and was great friends the Holder family

        Comment by Henry Chung — April 27, 2014 @ 10:08 pm

      • Hi Donna, I love that you are proud of your Guyanese Dad and English Mum! I am the same, my Grandma was from Bartica, Lily Ann Foulkes, my Grandad michael Cuthbert Singh who worked @ fogartys for 45 years,my Dad Pat Singh from Georgetown, my Mum from Sidcup uk. My name is also Donna. I have visited Guyana, and am searching for family. If anyone can shed any light on my family I would be most grateful.

        Comment by Donna — October 30, 2017 @ 10:25 pm

  132. Hello Peter,
    It’s great to read so much about our homeland, Guyana through the memories of all these people. As for my part, my family came to Canada in Sept 1966 and have missed home and family ever since. I was sad when I read that the Resthouse in McKenzie had burnt down, because I spent some time there with my family. Pheobe Alstrom, who was the caretaker and lived there, was my grandmother. I also knew her assistant Cousin Tina, and I know I’lm related to the Allicock’s . I was a teenager when we left so many names are difficult remembering but the faces remain, the laughter at folk tales, fishing and swimming in the river watching the R.H.Carr go by.

    Comment by Johnetta Clarke — April 6, 2012 @ 2:53 pm | Reply

  133. Hi Johnetta,
    Happy Easter to you,
    I am Dmitri Allicock and was intrigued that you said you are related to the Allicocks. We are planning another Family Reunion next year, which will be held in South Carolina and will like to get to know you.
    I have an extensive Allicock’s Family Tree which dated back to the mid 1700s and was looking over it to trace your family. I have a least three Alstrom women documented marrying into the Allicocks. Margaret Alstrom to Lawman Allicock, Christina Alstrom to Hubert Allicock and Emily Alstrom to Jack- Albert Allicock and there might be more. I was trying to trace your line via your grandmother Phoebe Alstrom, who my parents knew well.
    The tragic fire of April 12, 2011 destroyed the Rest House and what became the Christianburg Courthouse. This was once the home of my four times removed great grandfather John Dagleish Paterson’s home. The oldest building in Upper Demerara and arguably in entire Guyana, completely gone as living history disappeared forever.
    We have a family web site called the Robert Frederick Allicock Heritage site. Please feel free to visit at anytime. I have posted lots of pictures and information that you might be interested in.
    Best regards,
    Dmitri Allicock.

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — April 6, 2012 @ 4:18 pm | Reply

  134. Happy Easter to all and happy kite-flying. I am just getting ready to go to a Good Friday service and thought I would tell you about kite-flying off a windjammer barefoot cruise somewhere
    in the Virgin Islands a number of years ago. Most of the crew was from Guyana and they provided us with excellent menus and service. Just as we were going ashore (I seem to recall
    it was around Christmas) I saw one of the crew trying desperately to fly his homemade (or rather shipmade) kite. The captain kept telling him that the tail was too long, that it would never get up and the
    seaman kept insisting it would. And it did. We got back from being ashore, and there was the seaman happily flying his kite long tail and all high up in the sky. He looked so happy.
    Never tell a Guyanese how to fly a kite or he might just tell you where to go. I had a store-bought one and boy did it fly. We live on the shore of Lake Erie and when the wind is up it’s kite-flying heaven.
    I got it so that if anyone ever told me to “go fly a kite” I had one to fly! Gave it away eventually. Must get another or make one from scratch.
    Take care.

    Comment by Pat Hunte-Cusack — April 6, 2012 @ 6:35 pm | Reply

  135. Hello DMitri, I believe that the cousins I am still close to are the children of Emily and Albert(nickname Bucky) Alicock. Emily and Pheobe were sisters I think. In the article by Peter, he mentions a teacher named Iris. She is one of their children along with Daphne, and Beulah and a lot of brothers , one who was burnt with peppersauce as a child and he was called Pepper from then. Pheobe had a son Harold who was my father but he took his father’s name of Clarke. Since neither of them spoke much about their family, I am in the dark about the Alstroms and the Clarkes. I believe that there’s a place called Alstrom Alley in Christianburg probably connected to Pheobe somehow. Thank you for your info and I will let my cousins here know about the website.

    Comment by Johnetta Clarke — April 6, 2012 @ 8:39 pm | Reply

  136. Hi Cousin Johnetta,
    I am delighted to meet you and extend my heart in friendship and family to you.
    I know Jack- Albert Allicock and Emily Alstrom line very well. So your Grandmother Phoebe was Emily’s sister.
    Here is a little information on Jack-Albert Allicock
    He descended from “Joseph Allicock”, the last child of Robert Frederick Allicock and Ann Mansfield.
    Robert Frederick Allicock did have a two year old daughter name Nancy Allicock by Hannah Simon at the time of his death, in 1822.
    Joseph Allicock was the most prolific of the nine children and had many children. His relationships/ marriages included Francis Pollard, before Julia Mansfield and later Mary- Elizabeth Spencer, in the 1850s and early 60s.
    Here is Jack Albert Allicock linage.
    Joseph Allicock/Julia Mansfield-Children: Joseph, George, “Thomas-Bradford”, Robert, Margaret-had no children, Mary and Richard.
    Thomas-Bradford Allicock/Ellen Croft-Children: Henrietta and Amelia {both had no children}, Ursula, Amanda, Morgan, and Ernest, “Jack-Albert.”
    Jack-Albert Allicock/Emily Alstrom-Children: Kenneth, Lucille, Linburg, Ivan {Schilling}, Beulah, Compton, Gilbert, Iris, Olga, Wilfred, and Morgan.
    {Henrietta, Ernest, and Amelia Allicock of this family had no children}.
    I also descend from Joseph Allicock and also his other siblings John and Nancy Allicock in a very complicated and tangled web of relationships.
    Alstrom and D’Anjou alley I remember.

    Please let your cousins know of the planned family reunion and to contact me from the family site.
    Best regards, Dmitri Allicock.

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — April 6, 2012 @ 9:33 pm | Reply

  137. Truly fascinating and a must see for all Guyanese. Please click on the following link.

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — April 12, 2012 @ 4:34 pm | Reply

    By Bernard Heydorn
    The Caribbean is known not only for its sunny climate, but also its street people: Colourful characters who paraded daily through town and country, providing spontaneous street theatre.
    Whether driven to the streets by mental, emotional or social derailment, or “dropping out and turning on” by free choice, they remain indelible in memory, symbolic of the life and times. Like the politicians of the day, street characters had the ability to attract attention.
    In Georgetown, Guyana, names like Bertie Vaughn, Law And Order, Cato, Pussy In The Moonlight, Pele, Mad John, Saul, Walker The British, Cow Manure, Oscar The Paper Man, Tunus, Daddy Ben, Mary Bruk Iron, Bicycle Jack, and others, were standouts during that golden age of theatre of the absurd (1930 – -1960), providing year round side shows, a character for every reason and season.
    It is interesting to note that many of these characters found a place to rest at night, be it the Palms, Dharm Shala, a Mental Home, a back room, or underneath a shop bridge. However, back then, as now, their illnesses, be they mental or physical, their idiosyncrasies and eccentricities, were crying out for healing hands.
    Mad John was a man who walked up and down Regent Street in Georgetown, beating up on himself, complaining, “a woman tek all meh money!” Mad John seemed to possess a split personality which I shall call “He” and “Himself” for clarity sake.
    Now, “He” and “Himself” were always fighting each other but never producing a clear winner. One day “He” would be on top and “Himself” would retreat from the blows; and on another day, the tide would turn and “Himself” would be top dog.
    The state of affairs continued for a while until one morning, “Himself” caught “He” half-asleep on Camp Street by the Blue Light Store, and like a dog chasing its own tail, gave chase and delivered a solid knockout punch! From that day on, people said that Mad John never slept properly, being constantly on guard against another sneak attack by the other side of himself.
    Christmas in Georgetown was noted as much for ‘Cow Manure’ as for its ginger beer. ‘Cow Manure’ was an East Indian man who sold cow manure as a fertiliser, from a basket on his head, and who was perpetually drunk. He belted out his favourite Christmas Carol, “While shepherds wash their flocks and socks at night, all seated on the ground” to all and sundry, slurring the words and composing his own, as he walked the streets.
    Another well known character was ‘Saul’. A man for all seasons, he dressed for every occasion, depicting the daily news. His outfits and placards gave a running commentary to the events of the day, for if a condemned murderer was being hung at the jail on Camp Street, Saul was the first to show and tell. Saul was also the first to coin the saying, “Why get sober if you have to get drunk all over again?” During a cricket test match, Saul ran around the ground at Bourda, dressed as a cricketer with paper gloves and cardboard pads, bringing the game to a halt and getting more attention than the Governor!
    Another Bourda character was ‘Daddy Ben’, who the M.C.C. press called ‘Daddy Bell’. ‘Daddy Ben’ had a permanent bird ticket up a tall tree at Bourda, on the eastern side of the ground by the Georgetown Football Club during a Test Match. From that vantage point, whenever he got bored or he wanted a wicket to fall, he would ring a big bell loudly, and sure enough, wickets would start to tumble, to the amusement of the crowd and the amazement of the players.
    Oscar’, the blind paper man, walked up and down the streets of Georgetown before dawn and cock crow, shouting the headlines and selling newspapers, “Argasy! Agasy!” Although he was blind, he know his coins well and anyone who tried to cheat him would be cussed out.
    Horse racing at Durban Park would not be complete without the appearance of ‘Pele’, an East Indian man who walked around, dressed up in a suit, smoking two cigarettes at the same time! He gave a running commentary on the races and every other subject imaginable. He was also a passionate suitor, for if he liked a young lady, he would find out where she lived and go and sing loudly outside her bedroom window, from midnight to dawn!
    ‘Pussy In The Moonlight’, alias ‘Pussy Foot’, was a bearded Portuguese man who wore a jacket and plaid shorts. He sold sweepstake tickets in between drinks, and was reputed to live in Albouystown with many children, some of whom walked around with him. School children were sometimes cruel to Pussy Foot, taunting him with a verse, “Pussy in the moonlight, pussy in the dew, pussy never come home till half past four”.
    Another Portuguese character was ‘Tunus’, a strong, hard-drinking man whose favourite haunt was the Red Coconut Tree rum shop at Cummings and Second Street. Tunus apparently went to jail for stabbing a policeman, but he was better known for playing a mouth organ with one hand and doing the unmentionable with the other!.
    An icon among Guyanese characters would be Bertie Vaughn, a black man. Bertie apparently came from a “good” family, and was himself once a school teacher, and it is said, a candidate for the Guiana Scholarship before “too much studiation sent him off his pins”. From then on, his station in life was to sit on a parapet by the main Post Office, shaving his head and other parts of his anatomy clean, clean, with a broken “grass bottle” in a fashion that would make Gillette both envious and anxious about the competition.
    In between picking a sore in his scalp and begging, he also drank iodine, miraculously without poisoning himself, having built up a tolerance over the years. If he begged for a six cents piece and you gave him a bit (an eight cents piece), he would return it saying, “ah want six cents”. At one time he had a Raleigh bicycle, replacing the bell with a horn, saying “school children gun listen to the horn”. Later for no apparent reason, he ran his Raleigh bicycle into the Demerara River.
    ‘Walker The British’ was a mixed-race (Mulatto) man, who sold sweepstake tickets around Water Street, armed with two bricks. Apparently, he came from an educated family, and then, like Bertie Vaughn, “went ’round duh bend”. He was an ardent supporter of British superiority, shouting “British yuh fool! Highest hair and colour!” People taunted him, calling him “Walker the nigger” and so he retaliated with his two bricks, sometimes drawing blood from his tormentors. He slept at the Palms, letting himself out daily on his rounds.
    Another Post office character was ‘Telegraph George’, who used to work at the Post Office as a telegraph messenger before he “went off”. He could then be found, making signs with his fingers, looking at the heavens saying “ah gun talk to God”.
    One character I had some fear of as a schoolboy was ‘Cato’, a somewhat deranged black man who wore short pants and rags and often exposed himself to bystanders for money, saying, “Ah want a penny tuh buy a panty fuh me sister”. ‘Cato’ also had a weakness for rubber, devouring pencil erasers and chewing on the rubber seals of bottles. Once on an indecency exposure charge in court, he saw Forbes Burnham and shouted “Uncle Forbes, get up an’ talk fuh me maan. Yuh gun leh dis coolie magistrate do dis tuh meh?” Apparently, this was one of the rare occasions when Burnham was at a loss for words.
    And who can ever forget ‘Law And Order’ who staged an execution in his push cart everyday, every hour on the hour. During the executions of his rag doll, he gave an address on the evils of crime and the benefits of the British Empire, of laws and order. He was always sole judge, jury and executioner. Curious crowds always gathered around ‘Law And Order’ at Bourda Market and the Public Buildings where he was a regular show stopper. ‘Law And Order’ and his push cart also marched proudly in the Armistice Day parade on November 11, each year, getting loud applause and holding his own with the veterans of many campaigns.
    One of my favourite characters was ‘Bicycle Jack’ a museum on wheels. ‘Bicycle Jack’ rode a bicycle all day long in the Georgetown sun, with every object imaginable attached to the bike – clips, wires, bells, horns, lights, decorations, flags, the most prominent being the Union Jack, homemade toys, and spinning windmills, to name a few. The wheels were also gaily decorated, all in all, a sight to behold. His only problem was when rain fell, when he had to peddle fast to find shelter.
    There were other characters too, like ‘Bubble Up’, the white woman with ‘big foot’, who cursed like hell; and ‘Mary Bruck Iron’, a prostitute, who had established a reputation for ‘brucking iron’ in Tiger Bay.
    Be it ‘Monkey’, ‘Sharkey’, ‘Live Wire’, ‘Dribbly Joe’ or the legendary ‘bag men’ used by parents to develop fear in children, street characters were always around. Some times in retrospect, I wonder if the colonial powers allowed these characters to roam free in order to provide distraction for the local people, while they exploited the country.
    There were a few other names also, “Spungdown.” A short stocky and elderly black man worked with a Lykin Funeral Home. He bathed the dead and informed families when their loved ones died, particularly from the Public Hospital. It was known that he carried a dead man on his cycle from Vreeden Hoop to Georgetown. He made it appeared as if the man was drunk, slapping the man several times and talking to him on the way to G/T.
    The other was “Bastiannie.” A short Indian man worked with Bastinannie Funeral Home in Albertown. He also bathe the dead and slept in coffins at the parlor. It was said the people would be scared to death, when they went to the Parlor to make funeral arrangements, he would be seen coming out of a coffin as if he was dead.
    “Bertie Sammon.” A short and stocky strong handy man from the Village. A bit retarded, but he had his own kind of sense. He ran errands for people in the neighborhood, and lived around John and Durban Street Lodge. He had an infectious laugh, which you can hear him blocks away, when the night is still, even as you stood in Hadfield Street. After the end of each race day at Durban Park, he would go into the Stands to search every draw to for money hopefully left by ticket sellers or anyone dropping a shilling. He had a big appetite. He would eat 12 tennis rolls, many large cups of mauby or swank and anything in sight. He loved going to Indian weddings in the Village, where he would eat several plates of food (rice and doll). and wash down with more food, when he is in the mood. He was the Gallon of the area.
    The next person was Jamesie Moore. A onetime Amateur Boxer. He become mentally disturbed, due to some woman. He ran around the D’urban Park, each day Shadow Boxing, always training for a fight that never came off. He liked drawing a horse on a piece of paper that he said must be printed into his own currency. He brought the paper to the Argosy News Paper Company in Belair Park each day to be printed. He ran errands, and also lived near John and Durban Streets in Lodge. He sang to the top of his voice, when he sat on St Sidwells school steps. I believed he was a member of the Choir, years before he became ill. It is sad that some of our best brains ended up that way.
    Mental Health is big social problem which needs to be addressed. We took the problem as entertainment and an individual problem.

    HERBIE, for most Upper Demerara residents was and “is still” a living legend that rivals “LAW AND ORDER” the former king of Guyana’s street people who was known throughout Guyana.
    There were other vagrants like TIGER, which was both father and his daughter, ITUNI DOG, NUMBER FOUR and a few more that provided public theater, free of charge in the days of no television.
    ITUNI DOG was a quick temper psychotic and the most dangerous of all the characters. When teased, he would violently explode, cursing and chasing the thrill seeking children with his cutlass like a maniac on the loose. Ituni Dog was rumored to live at Ituni and had killed a dog in earlier days, hence his name.
    Ituni dog was solitude but functional like most of the area’s entertainers, he was frequently seen weeding trenches or cleaning up yards in the neighborhood. Ituni dog was unkempt and always had on his trademark long black rubber boots, which, thank goodness, impeded his ability to catch any children. His ominous cutlass was wrapped in newspaper and carried in a dirty canvas bag slung over his shoulders.
    TIGER, the father, became a spectacle mainly when he was drunk, which was usually the case. Shiny, flush face and red lips, this small stature man was frequently involved in many altercations, resulting in a distant second place for him.
    He was famous for biting like a tiger when fighting. In 1968, he was admitted to the Mackenzie Hospital ward, where I was a young patient. He was badly beaten and bleeding from head and facial wounds; the nurses had to restrain him as he attacked, kicked his caregivers and violated the hospital sign “QUIET” with a crescendo of screams and foul language.
    The nappy head, very untidy and delusional daughter called TIGER also, roamed primarily Wismar streets stopping at intervals to curse real or imaginaries teaser. When crossing the river in the ferry boat, Tiger had most of the boat to herself as passengers avoid her pungent ammonia fragrant and wrath.
    NUMBER FOUR was a well dressed pleasant alcoholic in a white or blue shirt jack, white floppy hat and 6 or more colorful flags. He sang, danced and had used his flags at rhythmic intervals for liquor. His audience all waited for his climax song which was” number four!” That began with Aunty Mary at the market square- shaking her bam-bam.
    LAW AND ORDER, the very proud World War Two veteran was well described in the article. It was very customary to see this old man who sewed his suit together by hand with needle and thread, dragging his monstrous silver contraption masterpiece on Arvida road at Mackenzie tying up traffic. Law and order held legitimate puppet shows for the Mackenzie Primary School in the mid sixties. He did part time preaching as well and would be seen shouting at women church goers on Sunday, every choice word in the forbidden book and demanded their repentance.
    HERBIE the living legend has been roaming the rum shops and streets of Linden as long as I can remember.
    His favorite spirits is a red wine called Pac-Pac. Usually drunk he would indulged in his second past time chasing young girls around the school yard and elsewhere. I remember headmaster James of the Mackenzie Primary School, beating Herbie with his cane after he was “interfering” with the young school girls. Herbie would run out of the school yard and end of story. We call that behavior something else in other parts of the world.
    Herbie was quite functional when he wasn’t drunk. He made all sorts of wooden furniture and carvings. He would brave the swamps and poisonous reptiles to obtain the right piece to do his masterpiece work which he would later peddle for money to quench his thirst. That was the cycle.
    We would later see Herbie sleeping alongside the gutter or under the steamer stelling. We would watch Herbie asleep on the beach as the tide slowly rose. He would then roll up just enough to avoid being submerged. It was also a belief that Herbie “ate someone’s cat” once that further esteemed him.
    In 2010, the shocking site of Herbie still alive after all these years made me greet and hug him. He is almost totally blind and must be in his nineties by now. Cured by alcohol and baked by the sun, emaciated Herbie looked like the end is close but I wouldn’t bet on it.
    He told me that my father had died and was quite up to date with the happenings. He still has an American accent despite never leaving Guyana. I ran in to him at what was the former Town square and gave him a nice sum of money per his request but was embarrassed as he shouted praise of thanks long after I said goodbye to him.
    The mentally ill or otherwise emotionally troubled individuals’ real world was unforgiving. A lunatic asylum or lock up was about the only help provided when things got out of hand. Guyana’s favorite pastime of alcohol didn’t help much but most characters of yesterdays and today’s street would disagree.

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — April 12, 2012 @ 4:42 pm | Reply

  139. My goodness! a walk down memory lane indeed. I had long forgotten these suffering, dispossesed souls. Dimitri in a manner of speaking , this is a tribute to these colourful and unforgettable Guyanese . Brilliant. Perhaps many suffered from “Kanjeamo’. Michael Wishart, the grandson of Sir Eustace Woolford coined this word for all brokenhearted lovers. The mad house was located at Kanje, amo, the latin word for love. Kanjeamo,,,,,yuh love till yuh mad.

    Comment by Barbara malins-Smith — April 12, 2012 @ 5:49 pm | Reply

  140. True Barbara, a tribute to Guyana’s version of “one flew over the cuckoo’s nest” brings pleasant memories but also mixed feelings of sadness.
    The madhouse was constructed way back in the 1800s and in my time, it was the police who did the task of removing the dispossessed when things got really out of hand.
    The nature of the street characters is now much different. Unlike the past, very few work or do anything constructive now. In 2010, I was returning to Linden after 18 years. It was after 2am and we almost ran over a sleeping vagrant in the middle of the Linden/ Soesdyke Highway near Kara- Kara Bridge. I thought it was a deer or stray dog until we got up close.
    I was shocked at the vast amount of street people all over Mackenzie and Georgetown.
    There was one indigent who set up house right in front of the US Embassy. He had a piece of plastic for clothes which only partially hid his nakedness and a part he used for a tiny shack. He was busy cooking in an empty can on the lawn, outside the compound.

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — April 12, 2012 @ 7:44 pm | Reply

    • Seeing the vagrants and “mad” people in Trinidad would make the Guyanese vagrants pale in comparison. So sad to see. And there are so many – mostly because of drugs. In the old days in Guyana that wasn’t drug related??? Just people who needed help mentally?

      Comment by Jane Macdonald — August 25, 2012 @ 7:11 am | Reply

      • Thanks Jane for your response. The substance in those days was alcohol today hard drugs are also involved in Guyana also. I was shocked by the very large amount of street people seen today in Guyana. On my trip recently, we were entering the town on Linden at about 2am via the Linden Soesdyke Highway; we saw something lying in the middle of the pitch dark roadway near the Kara -Kara creek as we approached. I thought it was an animal {road kill}. We came to stop before being greeted by a middle age alcoholic smiling, waving in the middle of the dark roadway. On my visit to G/T. I was shocked to see a man cooking right in front of the Canadian High Commission, his only clothes was a piece of blue plastic. He even made a small shelter with a piece of the same plastic. He had a fire going and stirring his pot. You could see Azerbaijan when he bent over to stir the pot.

        Comment by Dmitri Allicock — August 25, 2012 @ 12:45 pm

  141. D’mitri, this was hilarious, I laughed so much almost wet my pants. Plaisance Village had quite a few of them as well. A trip down memory lane.

    Comment by Mohini Singh — April 12, 2012 @ 10:18 pm | Reply

    • I’m sorry, I don’t find these blogs funny at all, but very sad – a black mark on society there.

      Comment by Pat Hunte-Cusack — April 13, 2012 @ 5:05 pm | Reply

  142. Hi Mohini
    Observe how uniquely different in behavior and personality they all were. They mostly had names associated with a prior outstanding deed. I am curious about how “Pussy in the Moon light” got his name…wait, I think I got it now.

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — April 13, 2012 @ 12:44 am | Reply

  143. Does anyone know what the Colonial Company located on Water Street in Georgetown was? I think my Great Uncle Reginald H. Ralphs worked there as a clerk in 1904. Thanks Wendy

    Comment by Wendy Quinn — April 15, 2012 @ 6:46 pm | Reply

  144. Wendy,
    In the 1904 Directory of BG, R H Ralph is listed as a clerk at Simpsons & Allan, Water Street.


    Comment by Bernard Abraham — April 16, 2012 @ 1:52 pm | Reply

    • Yes that is where I saw it listed as well thank you. Do you perhaps know what the Colonial Company was? Thanks Wendy

      Comment by Wendy Quinn — April 22, 2012 @ 3:47 pm | Reply

  145. The 200th anniversary of Georgetown’s name change should be marked by courses of action to arrest the city’s decline, restore civic pride and instill standards

    Dear Editor,
    Mr. Dmitri Allicock, to his great credit, has circulated an e-mail which draws public attention to the fact that within two weeks the City of Georgetown should be observing the 200th anniversary of its name change. An edited version of his e-mail follows for the information of the public and I have added my own observations and recommendations after Dmitri’s contribution:
    “Georgetown – Celebrating 200 years on 29 April 2012…
    “The capital city of Georgetown will celebrate two hundred years [under its current name], later this year. The city of Stabroek was renamed Georgetown on 29 April 1812 in honor of England’s King George III. On 5 May 1812, an Ordinance was passed to the effect that the town formerly called Stabroek, with districts extending from La Penitence to the bridges in Kingston and entering upon the road to the military camps, shall be called Georgetown.
    “The city of Georgetown began as a small town in the 18th century. Originally, the capital of the Demerara-Essequibo colony was located on Borselen Island in the Demerara River under the administration of the Dutch. When the colony was captured by the British in 1781, Lieutenant-Colonel Robert Kingston chose the mouth of the Demerara River for the establishment of a town which was situated between Plantations Werk-en-Rust and Vlissingen.
    “It was the French who developed this town and made it their capital city when they captured the colony in 1782. The French called the capital La Nouvelle Ville. When the town was restored to the Dutch in 1784, it was renamed Stabroek after Nicolaas Geelvinck, Lord of Stabroek, and President of the Dutch West India Company. Eventually the town expanded and covered the estates of Vlissingen, La Bourgade and Eve Leary to the North, and Werk-en-Rust and Le Repentir…
    “Georgetown was once called the Garden City because of the many trees that grace its avenues. The city’s avenues were created when some of its historical canals were filled in. These unique avenues along urban streets are lined with flowering tropical trees, which shed their colorful blossoms at various times of the year on the pedestrian pathways that run between them.
    Georgetown, despite the modern developing skyline, is still a city of wooden structures, including most of its houses and public buildings. It most famous landmark is the St. George’s Anglican Cathedral, the tallest wooden structure in the world In the 1890s,
    “Henry Kirke author of Twenty five years in British Guiana said:
    ‘Georgetown, called the Venice of the West Indies is a strange place, and one calculated to excite the interest and admiration of everyone. Beneath the level of the sea at springtides, the city is defended from the waves of the Atlantic by a granite breakwater two miles long, stretching from Fort William Frederick at the mouth of the river Demerara to Plantation Kitty on the East Coast; great granite groynes run out from it to the sea every sixty yards or so, to break the force of the waves; whilst the wall, which is twenty five feet wide at the top, is utilized as a promenade and health resort in the afternoon and evenings. This sea wall was commenced in 1858, and was not completed until 1892. It was built principally by convict labor, and all the granite was brought from the penal settlement on the Massaruni River…
    ‘The streets in Georgetown are all rectangular: the city is intersected in all directions by open canals and drains, which are crossed by innumerable bridges. These, at the time I first went out to the colony, were made of wood, which have since been replaced by handsome structures built of iron and cement. Main Street is certainly one of the prettiest streets I ever saw. About forty yards wide, it is divided up the middle by a wide canal full of the Victoria Regia Lily, the canal and the roads on each side, being shaded by an avenue of saman trees. Handsome houses, painted white, or some bright color, are built on each side of the street, nearly all of which are surrounded by gardens, full of crotons, palms, poinsettias, bougainvilleas, and all sorts of bright-hued plants and flowers; on some of the trees can be seen clusters of cattleyas with their mauve and rose colored flowers, from another an oncidium throws out its racemes of odorous petals, four to five feet in length.‘
    “Two centuries of rich intangible cultural heritage for all Guyana is embodied by Georgetown’s history. Let this historical anniversary be remembered as a time for renewal of entrusted and sacred heritage, which must be proudly passed on to the future generations Understanding and respecting the past are the keys to the future…
    “Respectfully yours
    Dmitri Allicock”
    From my perspective, having reminisced on this important and nostalgic aspect of the evolution of Georgetown, the reality, as we approach its 200th anniversary of its name change, does not conjure up a visual image of the City of Georgetown that will instill a sense of pride.
    Rather than dwell on who’s to blame for the state of affairs, I respectfully recommend reasonable and achievable courses of action by public, private and community organizations, institutions and agencies, that will arrest the decline and restore some sense of civic pride in what it is to be Guyanese; that advocate the standards of accountability to which we shall hold public officials in the discharge of their functions on behalf of the welfare and well being of citizens of Georgetown; and, that instill in our ownselves a sense of civic responsibility and the standards that we shall uphold and bequeath to our young people and future generations.
    These are my recommendations:
    1. A concerted effort by ministries of the government, political parties represented in Parliament, commercial businesses located in GT – including merchants, vendors, hoteliers, restarauteurs, night club operators, minibus operators and taxi services, to clean up and maintain the cleanliness and appearance of the main streets and pavements/avenues/alleyways in the vicinity of their locations. Such an initiative should originate from a joint appeal and implementation coordination by the Ministry of Local Government, the Mayor and City Council, and the Private Sector Commission with its key affiliate, the Georgetown Chamber of Commerce and Industry.
    2. Residents within the wards of the city must be encouraged to clean up their yards and parapets within a given timeline and then to maintain same. This initiative should be based on a public appeal by the City Council with detailed work being facilitated in each ward of the city by citizens groups, service organizations, schools and colleges, religious, sports and cultural organizations, and young leadership cadres such as the Scouts, Guides and the President‘s Youth Award, Republic of Guyana gold, silver and bronze awardees, who are resident within each ward. Such an initiative does not have to await central direction but there should be coordination of the logistics of garbage removal with the City Council. Ongoing collection sites for residents, whose garbage may not be cleared daily, need to be identified and signed. Garbage dumped other than at authorized places should be traced back to the source and condign action taken to expose perpetrators and impose penalties for such uncivil behavior.
    3. The City Council’s focus must be on the gaps, empty lots, alleyways and canals as well as removal of garbage from the city to the Haag’s Bosch Site on the East Bank Demerara and authorized land fill sites. The logistics for such collection and removal, will be initially a daunting task but it is a task for which the City Council should seek the advice and assistance of the Guyana Police Force and Guyana Defense Force Engineer Corps.
    4. Realistic fines for littering and penalties for poor maintenance of public places and private premises must be enforced by the City Council, assisted by the law enforcement agencies and neighborhood policing groups.
    5. A Commemorative Act to observe the 200th Naming Anniversary: The National Trust (under the Ministry of Culture, Youth and Sport), in collaboration with the Guyana Heritage Society, should erect an appropriate sign at the location of the Brandwagt, the first infrastructure In what is now Georgetown. The Brandwagt, or signal station, was a small wooden fort, manned by a sergeant and five soldiers armed with swivel guns loaded with either nails or stones, and it was intended as a post of observation for vessels coming into the river, to prevent smuggling and give warning of an enemy. The Brandwagt was reportedly erected on the location occupied by St Andrews Church, west of the Magistrate’s Court at the head of Brickdam (see James Rodway’s The Story of Georgetown (Reprint edition 1997)).
    6. The 200th Naming Anniversary Project – The Restoration of City Hall: A public commitment should be made by civil society groups towards the setting up of a project implementation Steering Committee (as, for example, was done for the restoration of the St George’s Cathedral and the Theatre Guild Playhouse) for the Restoration of City Hall as a project of national importance. This once magnificent building, designed by architect Father Ignatius Scoles, was opened by Governor Gormanston on July 1, 1889. This restoration project should be be devoid of any acrimony, real or perceived, between the incumbent administration of the city and the government. City Hall is a National Monument and should be the symbol and flagship of the capital. Sadly, it is currently a national embarrassment of monumental proportions.
    While these above recommendations are specifically designed to prod the national consciousness towards taking decisive action in anticipation of a milestone in the life of the capital city, there are other strategic and systemic issues for which sustained advocacy will be required. These include curtailing the importation and use of Styrofoam; promoting the use of biodegradable containers; and the collection, recycling or processing of plastic containers.
    Maintenance of canals and alleyways in the city has to be complemented by efficient manning of kokers and sluices and the regular desilting of outfalls into the Demerara River.
    I do hope my offering finds resonance with officials and citizens. The manifestation of this will be in individual action in households, cooperative action within communities, and in collaborative action among the official agencies and organisations in and around the city. Hopefully, this will generate a momentum outside of the boundaries of the city to the entire country.
    Yours faithfully,
    Joseph G Singh
    Major General (retd)

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — April 17, 2012 @ 10:25 am | Reply

  146. Rainstorm- an Arawak story
    A nostalgic story of childhood in Guyana, for rainy days

    Outside the hut, the rain was beginning to fall. Inside, the old Arawak sat with his grandchildren.
    “Ah! “Said the old man, Rainstorm is weeping.”
    “Who is Rainstorm?” asked the boy. “Why is Rainstorm weeping?” asked the girls.
    This is the story that the old man told…

    Long, long ago, before men lived on the earth, there was a great land among the clouds called Skyland.
    No one had ever seen the earth.
    People lived in Skyland just as they live on the earth today. The men and boys hunted and fished. The women and girls cooked and washed.
    After a great hunt, there would be a great feast.
    Then the Great Hunter would sing:
    Ya-ho! Ya-ho!
    Ya-ho! Ho-ho!
    And all the mothers of girls and boys would join and sing:
    Ya-ho! Ho-ho!

    One day, the Great Hunter was out hunting when he saw the biggest bird he had ever seen.
    It was sitting on the edge of a cloud talking to the sun.
    The Great Hunter crept close to listen.
    “Good morning, Brother Sun,” said the bird. “Is all well with you?”
    “Yes,” said the sun, “but all is not well with you! I see the Great Hunter hiding near you!”
    Before the bird could escape, the Great Hunter fitted an arrow to his bow and shot the bird.
    The Great Hunter saw where it fell and rushed to pick it up.
    But when he reached the place, all he could see was a deep hole.
    “Ah!” he said, “the bird has fallen down that deep hole.”
    He knelt at the edge and looked down, but the hole was so deep and dark that he could see nothing.
    Then he lowered himself over the side and climbed down. Down, down, down. It was deeper than he thought, but at last he saw some light below him.
    As he went on the light grew larger and brighter, until at last he came to the end of the deep, deep hole and found himself in Earthland!
    The Great Hunter looked round him in wonder. He walked through the long green grass. He splashed in the cool rivers. He hunted and he fished. Then he took as much food as he could, went back to the hole, and climbed up, up, till he came again to Skyland.
    “Where have you been?” asked his wife. “Where did you find all that food?” asked his son. “Is there any more meat there?” asked his sister.
    But the Hunter was too tired to talk. All he said was “Ah!” Then he got in his hammock and fell asleep.

    Later, the Hunter woke up. He told the men and women in Skyland all about the big bird that he shot, about the deep dark blue hole, how he went down the hole, and how he came to Earthland.
    Then he said “”When the moon is full, we will all go down the deep hole and we will hunt in Earthland.”
    At last the time came when the moon was full. The men and boys took their bows and arrows, the women and girls took their baskets, and they all went to the deep hole.
    It looked very dark and very deep, but they all said to the Great Hunter “We are brave. We will come with you.”
    Then the Great Hunter laughed. He said: “Earthland is a good place. “In Earthland there are many turtles, O my sons! “In Earthland there is much corn, O my sisters! “In Earthland there are rabbits and coneys, O my brothers!”Then they all laughed and went down the deep hole.
    Only the old women and the old men stayed behind.
    How happy they were in Earthland!
    The girls looked for guavas and plums. The boys splashed in the water and looked for turtles. The women looked for corn. The men hunted for Rabbits and coneys.

    Only one woman was sad. Her name was Rainstorm. She sat on the grass and she kicked up the earth with her toes.
    She said, “Earthland is dirty. I see the dust and I see mud. I will go back for my brooms and I will make Earthland clean.”
    So Rainstorm ran back to the hole, and climbed back to Skyland to find her brooms.
    She took some cloths to wipe away the dust from Earthland and some brooms to sweep away the mud. She had big cloths and little cloths, soft brooms and hard brooms.
    Then she ran back to the hole.

    Rainstorm began to go down the hole as fast as she could but she went too fast. One big broom stuck across the hole. Rainstorm tried to go past the big broom but she was too fat. So she got stuck too.
    Try as she would, Rainstorm could not move.
    She could not go up. She could not go down. She began to cry.
    The old men and the old women in Skyland heard her and said: “that is Rainstorm. She has stuck in the hole. We must pull her up.” The men and women of Earthland heard her and said: “That is Rainstorm. She has stuck in the hole. We must pull her down.”
    So the people in Skyland ran to the hole and tried to pull Rainstorm up. At the same time the people in Earthland ran to the hole and tried to pull her down.
    They all pulled as hard as they could.
    Rainstorm stuck harder than ever.
    At last they had to leave her. And there she is still.
    The people in Skyland cannot come down, and the people in Earthland cannot go back, because Rainstorm cannot go up, and she cannot come down, so she weeps.
    “now you know who Rainstorm is and why she weeps”, said the old Arawak.”Thank you for the story”, said the children. “When Rainstorm stops weeping we will go out and play.”

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — April 20, 2012 @ 8:49 pm | Reply

  147. Enjoy

    Age Activated Attention Disorder

    I laughed at this until I realized that this is exactly what I do.
    Now finally somebody has made a movie of it!

    2 minutes and 56 seconds of video CLICK BELOW

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — April 23, 2012 @ 11:45 pm | Reply

  148. Linden to celebrate Town Week

    Many overseas visitors and former residents gathered in Linden this week to celebrate Linden Town Week with festivity, reflection and edification.
    The Linden Tourism Committee and people of Upper Demerara must be proud to see this brand new tradition and excellent idea which was started in 1996 take root and has grown to what it is today.
    The Linden Town Week is held annually during the last week of April in Linden. Residents showcase their achievements, make known the Town’s history and give recognition to its famous and respected residents.
    There are displays, exhibitions and competitions of various kinds like agricultural and local art and craft exhibitions and chainsaw competitions. The highlight of this festival is the crowning of the Linden Town Queen
    The history town of Linden, which incorporated Mackenzie and two former village districts, Wismar and Christianburg, established in 1970 and named after the late Linden Forbes Sampson Burnham, President of Guyana, dates back to the 1700s.
    The last 200 years of Upper Demerara and Linden’s history could be broken up into three aspects of significant influence on the lives of the people. The Paterson Sawmill and Red Camp housing area, the Sprostons Demerara to Essequibo Railway, and the Demerara Bauxite Company
    The general area known as Mackenzie today is made up of a piece of prized land that is the largest area of natural open flat land along the entire 215-mile length of the Demerara River valley. This natural feature is created by the many creeks converging in this area.
    The area called Linden is located 65 miles from the Atlantic coast of Guyana.
    The historical record shows that Robert Frederick Allicock lived on the eastern shore of the Demerara River and owned Noitgedacht or plantation Retrieve an area of 4901 Rhynland acre or 8.040 square miles. John Allicock had owned Plantation Wismar {401 acres} after Anthony and John Somersall ; Harrower and Donvin owned Nerva Sawmill; Christian Fenette owned Christianburg prior to John Dagleish Paterson; Old England was owned by John Payne Blount before John Mansfield; Three Friends by Sir John Spencer; Blount and Brotherson had owned Arakwa. The Watooka Lands were the property of Cloot DeNieunkirk. Most of these plantations became Timber Estates.
    The languages spoken during those times would have been Dutch, English, German, Akawaio and also Scottish Gaelic, spoken by the prominent Scottish Highlanders in the area.
    It is important to note that much of the land along the banks of the Demerara River has seen a succession of planters and early settlers, of whose estates nothing remains today. Today the only remnant of the early settlers clearly visible is the remains of the 1824 Water Wheel of the Sawmill that John Dagleish Paterson owned.
    The Paterson family plot lies in front of the fresh ruins of the fire that destroyed the former Paterson’s home and Court House in April 2011.
    The Demerara Bauxite Company would soon be established with the 1912 land purchased by George Bain Mackenzie. The year 1917 saw the first mining of bauxite at Akyma and later the construction of the Bauxite plant and housing areas on the eastern shores of the river.
    In 1916, The Demerara Bauxite Company was incorporated and registered in Georgetown, and started operations on the lands bought by Mackenzie. 1n 1917, bauxite mining started at Maria Elizabeth and nearby Akyma. Both areas are south of Mackenzie, about eight miles upriver from the town.
    The area of Mackenzie was briefly called Mackenzie City but the ‘City’ was dropped later. The bauxite plant on the east bank of the Demerara River was soon built. The mining community would soon follow.
    Thousands of homes were constructed by Demba to house its employees. The entire area of Mackenzie including Kara-Kara, Industrial area, Rainbow City, Constabulary compound, Mackenzie High School teachers living quarters at Retrieve and at Red Wood Crescent were built by Demba.
    The exclusive areas of Watooka, Fairs Rust, Noitgedacht and the Richmond Hill area were also constructed to house their staff members. Thousands from the coastal areas of Guyana and the numerous Caribbean Island flocked to Linden with the promise of work, housing and a better life.
    As the company expanded, housing then moved across the river to Silvertown, Wismar, Silver city, Christianburg, and the housing scheme areas on Wismar hill. Along with housing came all supportive building of municipality such as library, clinic, hospital, recreational hall, public pool, the Mackenzie sports club with tennis court and ground, all built for the comfort of their workers. The Watooka guest house, pool, tennis court, school, dairy and golf course served the staff of Demba.
    Most of the streets of Mackenzie were named after the woods logged in the nearby forests such as Greenheart, Purpleheart, Crabwood, Mora, Bulletwood, Determa, Silverballi and others. Some areas like “Dakama” Circle and “Redwood” Crescent were named in a similar manner. Arvida road now Republic Avenue, was named after Alcan’s Alumina smelter located in Arvida, Quebec, Canada as bauxite dominated life in Upper Demerara and Linden
    The Upper Demerara, Botaba Seventh Day Adventist Church of 1897 is the oldest Seventh Day Adventist Church in Guyana. Along with the 1898 Scots Presbyterian Church at Christianburg, it is the oldest surviving building in the area.

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — April 28, 2012 @ 1:05 pm | Reply

    • Hello Dmitri – another history lesson I see. I have a few comments. While it is good that people get together to celebrate this and that, there are some who read these blogs who do not need to be reminded
      about the history of a place that we spent much of our lives in only to see the fruits of our labour go down the tubes so to speak because of bad policies and bad politics.
      (About the “chain-saw competitions” – are there any trees left for them to compete on?)
      All of us who worked for Demba/Alcan, and by all I mean all, are very appreciative of the quality of life afforded to so many after the end of the Second World War. I for one, object to your choice of words which only causes people today to say, “well, look at that; certain people had certain privileges”. It was what it was. I also want you to know that the town of Arvida in Quebec was named after a nineteenth century American pioneer in the aluminum industry by the name of Arthur Vining Davis. In those days, British Guiana was a peaceful, happy, beautiful, united nations. What happened eventually is a tragedy. I have long since moved on to a much better place thanks to the great people for whom I worked for so many good years.

      Comment by Pat Hunte-Cusack — April 29, 2012 @ 6:55 pm | Reply

      • Hi Pat.
        Good to hear from you but regret the sense of “sadness” that you might be feeling.
        History lesson, it is maybe but more so, a reminder and responsibility to the generations of today.
        You know that I couldn’t agree with you more about the reasons for the disastrous change which befell the bauxite industry and entire Guyana.
        “All the workers” of Demba were indeed privileged and the best treated in all Guyana as I written prior. I do think that those at Watooka were undeserving in anyway but thinks that they probably deserved much more. There were facilities that were set up for those at Watooka and there was “nothing wrong” with that is anyway. Facilities were provided for all of Demba’s workers!
        The “real consequences” of the tragedy are measured by the declining standards of today’s generation that should not be forgotten. A lot of pain and hurt came as we know too well, but to continually focus on personality, despair and tragedy is very unproductive.
        So Many left the area and has “never looked back and that is puzzling”, politics or not.
        Human kindness and decency should always be paramount.
        I am still connected very much with the area and believes the story of once upon a times is just as important as providing hope. Positivity and encouragement is much more productive that the latter. Linden Town Week is a time that peoples in Linden takes a little time to celebrate and my best wishes goes out to all of them.
        Best regards,

        Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — April 29, 2012 @ 8:46 pm

      • Dimitri – your reply makes no sense to me and I will leave it at that.
        Take care.

        Comment by Pat Hunte-Cusack — April 30, 2012 @ 12:17 pm

  149. A must see movie of Guyana High Lands, The Rupununi Savannah’s wild life , antiquity of the earliest people of Guyana, Lethem, folklore and beliefs like the Die-Die, Water Tiger and also includes the tale of the Kaniama.
    Please click on the link below.

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — April 28, 2012 @ 7:51 pm | Reply

  150. Hi,i have just found this site which as bought tears to my eyes because of the stories my dad (louis henry) used to tell us about guyana,i once visited georgetown guyana in 1991 and ever since longed to go back especially meeting such beautiful people .My dad passed away 1998 but his stories of his father leaving them outside a liquor store for hours,stories of aunt bebby and miss maurial are treasured,so thankyou for such a great read. 🙂

    Comment by barbara henry — April 30, 2012 @ 1:30 pm | Reply

    Please click for videos on the following link:

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — May 1, 2012 @ 2:25 pm | Reply

  152. Videos for YOUTUBE BERBICE GUYANA Berbice Guyana (Crabwood Creek) – YouTube
    1 min – Nov 23, 2009
    Uploaded by OmeshWaveBand

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — May 1, 2012 @ 4:56 pm | Reply

  153. Does anyone know what the Colonial Company was? My Great Uncle Reginald H. Ralphs worked there I believe and would love to know more about it. Thanks

    Comment by Wendy Quinn — May 1, 2012 @ 10:19 pm | Reply

    • Hi Wendy,
      From my limited knowledge of the period to which you refer, it could have been the British West India Company (Water Street) which had been a major influence on the formation of the colony of British Guiana; or the Colonial Bank on Water Street which later became Barclays Bank; or Sandbach Parker and Company on Water Street. They were all colonial (British) companies. Since I could not be sure, I asked a friend who is trying to find any possible information on the “Colonial Company” via the British Archives in London.

      Comment by Peter Halder — May 4, 2012 @ 2:14 pm | Reply

      • Thank you Peter I will be very excited to learn more from your friend. Family history as well as just history in general is fascinating and I love finding new things all the time. Wendy

        Comment by Wendy Quinn — May 5, 2012 @ 5:58 pm


    By Dmitri Allicock

    In a country originally occupied by native tribes, speaking several distinct tongues and conquered by Dutch, French and Englishmen who in turn brought the Africans, East Indians, Chinese and Portuguese, it is only reasonable to expect a survival of many strange words, which by degrees will become obsolete and unknown.
    Many words used for hundreds of years have survived in various degrees depending on geography and travel. Some words are spelled and pronounced a little different but continue to convey the same meaning. Many of these words are unique to Guyana however some of them are also well known in the West Indian Islands.

    Accourie{ Dasyprocta Leporina} a kind of guinea pig
    Ant-bear, great ant-eater
    Antiman, {derogatory} homosexual
    Assays, drink made from the manicole palm
    Awarra, fruit of the Awarra palm {Astrocaryum}
    Ballahoo, small punt
    Banjo-man, a kind of Hassar
    Baridi, a small hawk
    Batteau, a round-bottom boat
    Battel, round wooden or metal used by gold-seekers
    Bawakatta, a large armadillo
    Bee-bird, humming-bird
    Beltierie, drink made from the purple yam
    Benab, hut built of poles, with a palm-thatched roof
    Benaboo, small Benab
    Bête rouge, red grass tick
    Bill-bird, toucan
    Bottlebrush, a splendid climber with scarlet flowers like brushes
    Boviander, originally meant cross between a Dutchman and a Native Indian but now used from a cross between an African and Native Indian
    Buck, {derogatory} aboriginal Indian
    Buckeen, female aboriginal Indian
    Buckshell, Indian canoe
    Buck- shot, seeds of a caladium
    Bunduri, species of crab
    Bush-cow, tapir
    Bushmaster, venomous snake
    Bush ropes, illianes
    Butter-fish, a kind of smelt [fish}
    Callaloo, kind of spinach
    Cama, tapir
    Camahead pine, a large wild pine-apple
    Camoodie, boa constrictor
    Carra- Carra, a beautiful scarlet climber
    Carrion Crow, a common vulture
    Carrion Crow bush, wild senna
    Cartaback, a flat shaped river fish refer to as {Cataback}
    Casirie, drink made from sweet potato
    Cassareep {Cassereep} boiled juice from the bitter cassava and major ingredient in pepper pot
    Cayman, a large alligator
    Chokabawt {Choka} miners mess: dumplings, salt pork and rice
    Chuck, blow, push
    Coffin Trimmer, a bush-owl
    Colony doctors, vampire bat
    Comb- fish, saw fish
    Conquintay, a plantain meal
    Coolie {derogatory} East Indian immigrant
    Coonacooshie, bushmaster
    Corial, canoe {derive from Korjaal- a Dutch word}
    Corio, fruit of the Corio Pimpler palm {Akuyuro Astrocaryum}
    Corn coo-coo, boiled sweet maize
    Crab-dog, kind of fox
    Creole, born in the colony
    Cuffum, tarpon, large fish like a herring
    Cuirasse, a skin fish
    Cuttee-cuttee, a vegetable soup
    Dallibanna, palm, used for roofing
    Dam, dyke
    Darree, a river fish
    Double-lay, stripping of soil before you come to pay-dirt
    Dursquarra, a bird like partridge
    Eddoes, kind of yam
    Etaboo, waterway, forming a short cut through a bush
    Ematubboh, a portage round a rapid
    Expression, bad abusive curse word
    Fat pork, a kind of plum
    Fire, to strike” he fire a kick a me”
    Foo-Foo, boiled plantains, pounded
    Foot, used for the whole leg
    Four eyes, a small fish found in brackish water
    Four- foot, trench of that width
    Gallery, verandah to a house
    Gallinipper, a large mosquito
    Gaulding, white ibis
    Gilbaker, a large skin-fish
    Gill, a penny
    Gill bread, a small loaf of bread
    Grenadilla, a fruit of the passion flower’
    Groo-groo worm, caterpillar out of the groo-groo palm
    Guana, Iguana, large edible lizard
    Guffy, a gullible person
    Hackia stick, stick made of hackia, any long stick
    Hand, used for the whole arm
    Hard back, black beetle
    Hassa, fish, fish covered in armour
    Hiaree, plant used by Indian to poison fish
    Hook, point of a river
    Howrie, fresh water fish
    Ituritie, used in making baskets
    Jew, or June fish, a large sea fish
    Jiggers, sand-fleas
    Johnny cake, flour, water and salt baked
    Johnny crow, turkey buzzard
    Juke, poke: “He juke me wi’he stick”
    Jumbi, ghost
    Jumbi fowl, sensa, or Dominique
    Jumbi ochro, bush-mallow fowl
    Kapoorie, {Arawak} abandoned field
    Karouni, wild boar
    Keenah, dislike to some person
    Kiskadi, bird: shrike
    Kockabay, a kind of leprosy
    Kokerit, fruit of the Kokerit palm
    Konkee, made from corn flour, sugar spice, grated coconut etc and wrapped in banana leaves.
    Krumi, a kind of cuffum
    Kush-kush, slush of megass in cane-piece
    Kyderkooree, small armadillo
    Labarria, poisonous snake
    Labba, the hollow cheeked paca
    Lazy-bird, cuckoo
    Logie, shed
    Low-Low, large fresh water fish
    Maam, wild bird, rail
    Mahouka, sort of buzzard with spurs on wings
    Maiwarree, a fresh water fish
    Mammee apple, large brown fruit
    Mamoorie, strong fiber used for rope
    Manatee, sea-cow: dugong
    Mandram, an appetizer, made of chopped cucumber and fresh pepper
    Mannish, saucy: impudent
    Marabunta, wasp
    Maroudie, wild turkey
    Mascuitte, uncured sugar
    Mash, crush: “she mash me fut”
    Maswah, climbing palm
    Matapie, cassava strainer
    Maullies, bobs of hair on the back of woman’s head
    Megass, sugar cane refuse
    Mucco-mucco, wild arum
    Monkey syrup, a small green fruit
    Mortar stick, club used for pounding foo-foo
    Mosquito worm, large parasitic grub
    Mucuroo, kind of basket
    Mynap {Carib} abandoned field
    Mypourie, tapir
    Numb fish, electric eel
    Obeah, witchcraft
    Old witch, black cattle bird
    Ouistti, squirrel monkey
    Paal, a boundary stake
    Pacoo, a fresh water fish
    Patwallah, palm rib used to make pawee
    Paripi {Parapee}, fruit of the Paripi palm {Guilielma Speciosa}
    Pawee, stop-off to catch fish {used as a gate at the mouth of a small creek}
    Peerai, fresh water shark
    Pegall, Indian basket
    Pegass, peat
    Picaninny, pickney, children
    Pimpler, thorn
    Pimpler haag, hedgehog, porcupine
    Pinder, ground nut
    Pittee, a strong kind of fiber
    Piwarrie, intoxicating drink made by Indians from the cassava, a spree
    Plantain walk, fields of plantains
    Pond- fly, dragon fly
    Powis, curassow { Crax Alector}
    Putta-putta, soft mud
    Quaak, a sea-coast bird that utters that sound
    Quackoo, small marabunta
    Quadrille,-bird, a wild bird that pipes the opening bars of the old quadrilles
    Quaick, a kind of basket
    Rain bird, a bird that heralds the rainy season
    Red howler, baboon
    Sackawinki, small spectacled monkey
    Sacki, a small blue bird or grey bird
    Sawari, nut of the Sawari {Caryocar Tomentosum}
    Salampenter, large lizard
    Sand-fly, a small stinging insect
    Sapadilla, fruit: nazeberry
    Sea-cow, Manatee
    Seepage, water oozing from swamp
    Side- lines, the dams which enclose an estate on each side
    Silverballi, a native wood
    Simitoo, fruit of the wild passion flower
    Snake bird, diver
    Stelling, wharf {Dutch word}
    Stingaree, sting ray
    Stink-bird, hoatzin, canje pheasant
    Sun fish, fresh water fish, like a trout
    Tacooba, heart of tree, snag
    Tannia, kind of yam
    Tiger, Jaguar
    Tiger-fish, a handsome striped pike like fish
    Too-roo drink, {Turu} drink made from the too-roo palm {Aenocarpus Baccaba}
    Troolie, Broad-leave palm, used for thatching
    Wabri, a fresh water fish like a small bream
    Wahdaroh, wild plantain
    Wahourie, small perai
    Wallaba, hard wood
    Warracabra, trumphet-bird
    Warrambi, cassava sifter
    Water-haas, capybara
    Water Mamma, mermaid: syren
    Wirrebiscere, small antelope
    Wood skin, Indian bark canoe
    Wourali, Indian poison for arrows
    Yam necktie, night- prowling monkey
    Yarrow, a trout-like fish
    Yarrow many, a plant, seed deadly poison
    Yessi, armadillo
    Yrwarry {Yawarri}, opossum rat

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — May 3, 2012 @ 7:19 pm | Reply

  155. Great meaningful video to watch despite the Pejorative label

    Buckman Knows! by David Campbell Wonderful piece. Pay attention to the ending.

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — May 7, 2012 @ 1:03 pm | Reply

  156. Dmitri, Nice article of a country that was once considered beautiful but its past history & those that now enjoy what “they” called celebration will always reopen the wounds of what the “then” younger generation of yesteryear as myself have had to endure. We were denied therapy as kids affected so we can’t pretend we didn’t see or experience & move on. Those memories are etched in our brain cells & stored. Earlier this year I was searching for a copy of my Baptismal certificate from St Andrews Anglican church in Wismar of 1962. You have no idea the research I’d done only to learn that St Andrews Anglican Church which I witnessed burnt to the ground was rebuilt in the same spot & renamed St Aidans Anglican. The Catholic Diocese, the Head of the Anglican Church in Guyana & a 100 more people in office we’ve corresponded with refuse to tell America that the church was burnt, rebuilt & renamed & there are no records for the inquiry. I am one of those people who never returned to Wismar after such brutalization & destruction of a once beautiful place. 20 years of a holocaust by Linden Forbes Burnham I find it ridiculous to maintain villages & streets bearing his name or family’s names. The streets in America named after Churchill, Lincoln,Johnson Rooseveldt etc, had done justice for their country what justice had Burnham done for Guyana or its people? For the benefit of our future we moved on, became successful in our own rights & achieved beyond our imagination but those memories cannot be erased.
    P.S our land was taken by force & occupied by!!!!!!!!. Do we have a voice? & what should we celebrate?

    Comment by Mohini Singh — May 7, 2012 @ 5:12 pm | Reply

  157. Dmitri, The Blunt’s family you’ve mentioned did they have a son or grand son named Roland Blunt? Did they had a speed boat which named BISMARK? If they are the same people where are they now? Thanks

    Comment by Mohini Singh — May 7, 2012 @ 5:21 pm | Reply

  158. Hi Mohini,
    How are you? The Blount that I mentioned in the “Linden Town week article” was from much longer back.
    John Payne Blount along with John Spencer and John Dagleish Paterson were from 1800.
    Roland Blount is my relative by both his Allicock’s and Fiedtkou line. His Grandmother was my great aunt. {Sister of my grandfather}

    {Children of Ursula Blount née Allicock:
    1. John Blount/Eunice Fiedtkou- Children: Gloria, John, Norman, Cyril and Roland.}

    I saw Roland and family back in 1992. He lived up river at Old England. I am not in contact with him and news is infrequent. He lost his wife a few years ago, I heard.
    Did you go to school with him? I am able to check on him via some contacts, let me know.
    Check out the video that I posted today on the “finer qualities” of the Native Guyanese
    {Amerindians}, embedded is a host of other interesting videos of current day Guyana and Upper Demerara.

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — May 7, 2012 @ 7:19 pm | Reply

  159. Dmitri, what a small world. Roland was about to marry my 3rd sister Evelyn when the riot started. Roland’s parents somehow get to know my parents. My Dad bought a few acres of land up river I believe that how they met. Since then Roland was a constant visitor to our home & a lovely person he was. He’d take us kids in his speed boat up river on Sundays, we had so much fun. The Sunday evening of 1964 when the riot started I had just returned from Sunday school only to discover that he came & took my parents & sisters & brothers to his parents home I was the only one left behind. On their way home that evening they saw the beginning of the rioting/burning, with the confusion, a bolt from the boat engine dropped into the river & he just couldn’t waste time looking so he drove like a maniac to get my family home safely. Once they arrive my dad found a fitting bolt got the engine working & get him going quickly. Everything happened so fast. By Wednesday the British Soldiers arrive & we left Wismar. Our lives changed forever & with the disruption of the country we lost contact. I think the whole situation affected my sister so much, she was never the same person. “She rebelled.” Since I was the last girl I was his favorite person. I was so looking forward to that wedding. We didn’t know when it was going to happen but we knew it was happening & was excited. Evelyn has 3 lovely kids & 6 grand children. Once I read the article through & saw the name Blount it reminds me of those beautiful days after all these years.

    Comment by Mohini Singh — May 8, 2012 @ 5:31 pm | Reply

    • Hi Mohini,
      Wow! Some memories that will never go away, likewise, I have quite a few. They are part of our makeup and make us uniquely special I think.
      Love, Dmitri

      Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — May 9, 2012 @ 10:10 pm | Reply

    Terry Gajraj hails from Berbice, that part of Guyana that gave us such LEGENDS as Dr. Cheddi Jagan (former President of Guyana) and Rohan Kanhai (leader in the Sport of Cricket); so too, Terry is a leader in the field of music & is the unofficial goodwill Ambassador for Guyanese Music & Culture.
    Please click on link below:

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — May 9, 2012 @ 10:12 pm | Reply

  161. Hello, I am trying to find some info about 2 of my mom’s brothers that move to guyana. I only know the name of one of them, John Yates. Their Mom (my grandma) was from Belize, from the Batty family that owns the Bus lines in Belize by the same name BATTY, My uncles left from mexico to guyana and they never came back. My mothers name is Wanda Bojorquez. My grandma moved to mexico (CD del carmen) from either belize or jamaica and brought both of my uncles with her. There she met my grandpa Idelgardo Wong or Idelgardo Bojorquez of chinesse descent and had 4 more kids among them my mother Wanda. My grandma’s name was Mary Elizabeth Batty, or possibly Marie BAtty, we knew her as “abuela Maria” PLease if anyone knows anything about this, please let me know, I would love to meet any of my lost relatives.Uncles or their kids (my cousins). Luis Olivares

    Comment by Luis Olivares — May 11, 2012 @ 1:07 pm | Reply

  162. This is spectacular! Don’t get seasick…

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — May 12, 2012 @ 12:53 am | Reply

  163. ” I’m Coming Home” (A tribute to Guyana) – YouTube
    4 min – Aug 17, 2008
    Uploaded by nadeervideos

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — May 13, 2012 @ 12:43 am | Reply

    “The formative period for building character for eternity is in the nursery. The mother is queen of that realm and sways a scepter more potent than that of kings or priests.”

    Today, Sunday May 13, Guyana devotes this very special day by joining 90 other Countries around the World to recognize and give tribute to all Mothers.

    Only recently dubbed “Mother’s Day,” the highly traditional practice of honoring of Motherhood is rooted in antiquity, and past rites typically had strong symbolic and spiritual overtones; societies tended to celebrate Goddesses and symbols rather than actual Mothers. The personal, human touch to Mother’s Day is a relatively new phenomenon. The maternal objects of adoration ranged from mythological female deities to the Christian Church itself. Only in the past few centuries did celebrations of Motherhood develop a decidedly human focus.

    This great idea of devoting a special day for mothers would take root rapidly and became one of the most commercialized holidays around the world yet this observation shouldn’t take away from the true meaning of this special day.

    The discussion about our mother always evokes strong emotions in us. And it should! After all, we lived in her womb before we experienced the light of this world. Mother’ is defined as the person in whom life receives a form suitable for living in this world. However being a mother is not restricted to a woman who only give birth also includes those women who have adopted, fostered and cared for their children

    What does ‘living in this world’ mean? It means that a person is alive and functioning physically and spiritually. Mother’s day emphasize the mother’s unique role within the family.

    The expectations and responsibilities of mothers are endless. They are expected to be there for their children, no matter what. She is expected to nurse, nurture, feed clothe and hold her children when they are sad. The credit almost always goes back to them for the deeds of their children, whether the report is good or bad.

    My mother Enez had the enormous task of caring for six children and a husband. She literally nursed a baby in one arm while juggling a multitude of tasks with the other. When she wasn’t cooking or doing daily chores, she was sewing together our clothing.

    She was the house physician, accountant, therapist, teacher, cook, disciplinarian, housekeeper and wife to my father who served 47 years with the Bauxite Industry in Guyana. Today, my siblings and I are very thankful to my dear 82 year old mother who is still active and is very much the matriarch of our family.

    Dear Mom
    When I was a baby, you rocked me to sleep,
    And dressed me and taught me to talk,
    You guided my faltering, hesitant steps
    When I first started learning to walk.
    And then came the day I started to school,
    When you realized how fast I had grown,
    And you told me what wonderful fun it would be–
    Then watched as I skipped off, alone.
    You make all the days of my childhood so gay,
    So filled with contentment and fun.
    That the memory I have of my growing-up years
    Is a cherished and wonderful one.
    And then, when I started to be on my own,
    You offered a sure, guiding hand,
    Whenever I needed a listening ear,
    I knew then that you’d understand–
    For all of your thoughtfulness, all of your love,
    Your patience and gentleness, too,
    I’m thankful–for I have a wonderful treasure–
    A sweet, lovely mother like you!

    If there was a day for everything you have given to me as a mother, it would be Mother’s Day every day.

    Thanks for always helping me to remember what is important in life… and today it is you! You’re the best! Thanks for all you do. Thank you goes out to all the wonderful mothers of Guyana and around the world.


    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — May 13, 2012 @ 12:11 pm | Reply

  165. In Memory of great Godfrey Chin:
    The rise and fall of Guyana’s cinemas
    By Godfrey Chin
    As a nostalgia buff languishing in reminisces of our wonderful yesteryears – before Independence – the current demise of our cinemas is a total shock and a tragic disappointment. Most of us were ardent movie fans, and cinemas played a major role in our maturation then. One must only wonder whether the demise of cinemas in Guyana has in some way resulted in the decay today of the current moral fibre of the nation.
    Before the advent of talking pictures 1927 (Jazz Singer) and the first Academy Awards 1929, British Guiana had a prestigious movie palace called the Gaiety, at Brickdam and Camp Street, which was unfortunately destroyed by fire in 1926. By 1930 the London Cinema on Camp Street had installed sound, and another cinema was in place in New Amsterdam. The Metro on Middle Street changed its name to the Empire to accommodate the Metropole, which opened with The Merry Widow (Maurice Chevalier/Jeannette McDonald, 1934). Empire’s first movie was the Prisoner of Zenda with Ronald Coleman. I was born that year, but gleaned that ‘nylon’ subsequently from my fabulous pamphlet collection. If I had brought them up to the States when I ‘exiled,’ man, I could have retired rich.
    Other cinemas in the city at that time included the Rialto (Vlissengen Road), the Olympic on Lombard Street, and the Capitol in Albouystown. The Olympic initially had no roof. Many cinema palaces were also built in the rural areas.
    The forties and fifties

    Strand Deluxe, 2007. In December 2008 it was converted into a religious auditorium.

    In 1940 the Correia family built the magnificent Astor on Waterloo Street, and in spite of WWII the film fare of Hollywood’s best, delighted the locals. The classic Gone with the Wind which opened in Atlanta, in December 1939, debuted at the Metropole in March 1941, and all the great classic movies such as Gunga Din, Casablanca, Citizen Kane, Robin Hood and Singing in the Rain, kept the locals up to date with the fashions, styles, norms, etc, of the outside world. Cinemas were our windows to the outer world. Even the British Council utilised 16mm shows to educate us about our then British ‘overlords.’
    In the early fifties while Hollywood met the challenges of the small screen TV with wide-screen innovations, the Guyanese public received the full benefit in vogue. Plaza replaced the London in 1951, introduced wide screen (Spellbound re-issued, 1953), Dimension Fort Ti and CinemaScope King Richard and the Crusaders (Christmas 1954). Astor competed that holiday season with White Christmas in Vista Vision.
    Globe which opened around 1952 with David and Bathsheba introduced the first Cinemascope The Robe with Richard Burton in Stereophonic sound. Contrary to the claim of Kittyites, Cinemascope was not first introduced in BG at the Hollywood, which opened with A Christmas Carol. The Deluxe cinema at Grove, Diamond, opened at this time, while Capitol changed its name to Rio. Rialto became Doren, which was destroyed by fire, and replaced by the Liberty.
    Strand Deluxe opened in 1957 with Sayonara (Marlon Brando). De Mille’s Ten Commandments, 1956; Michael Todd’s Around the World in Eighty Days; William Wyler’s Ben Hur; Rodgers & Hammerstein’s South Pacific; and David Lean’s Bridge on the River Kwai were big hits on our silver screen.
    There were more than fifty cinemas in Guyana in the sixties. When holidaying or travelling to rural areas, the cinemas such as the Crescent at McKenzie, the Atlantis in Suddie and the Globe in New Amsterdam were the highlights of my visits. Other cinemas I remember included the Novelty, Corentyne; the Radio City, Skeldon; the Strand, NA; the Starlite, Pouderyon; the Monarch, Anna Catherina; the Apollo, Rose Hall; the Palm Tree, Linden; the Tiffany, Parika; the Raj Mahal, Canje; the Mohani, Corentyne; the Vijay, Good Hope; the Gem, Enmore; the Kay Donna, BV; the Rajmahal at Peter’s Hall; the Roopmahal, Port Mourant; the Yolanda, Albion; the Mohani, No 64 and the Cameo Grove at Bath. There were others such as the Sarswatie, the Duchess, the Earlo, the Laxhmi and the Oregon. (Thanks to Peter Halder, former diplomat, who was previously a revenue collector for compiling this list.)

    In August 1953, I remember Doodnauth Singh, former AG, myself, and the Harricharran brothers (all students of Central High) walking 3 miles from Novar to the Mahaicony cinema. Around March 1961, I drove to that same cinema from Georgetown, with my costume band producers to see Helen of Troy, but for hell I can’t remember the name of that cinema. Ol’ age and a senior moment setting in.
    All the major film companies had distribution centres in Georgetown. I remember Twentieth Century Fox/MGM’s office next door/south of Resaul Maraj, Water Street, which was destroyed by fire, November 30, 1951. The distribution offices stocked huge volumes of promotion material, including press books, lobby cards and poster sheets for the large 32 sheet billboards, plus pictures of your favourite stars. By the mid-fifties Warner Bros, Columbia, United Artistes, Universal and Paramount opened a central distribution centre at Thomas and Church Streets, while MGM/Fox heralded the opening of Peyton Place from their new office on Church Street, west of the Globe opposite St George’s School. A series of road signs displayed the yardage distance to Peyton Place being released at Globe.
    Former cinema magnates – Andrew James, H Teelucksingh, Ken Veerasammy and Pius Gomes
    In the fifties, while Guyanese became more politically conscious with the early struggles of the PPP to improve local labour conditions, and our social/cultural heritage expanded, Hollywood produced many films that reflected our struggles for liberation from colonial bonds. These included Intruder in the Dust, Mark of the Hawk, Razor’s Edge, Snake Pit – The Grapes of Wrath, Blue Jeans, Mom and Dad and Rock around the Clock. Other pictures such as The Day the Earth Stood Still, War of the Worlds, When Worlds Collide, Destination Moon and The Thing introduced us to world science, technology. etc.
    Our appetite for the great literary works were whetted with Hollywood’s productions of classical literature – Great Expectations, David Copperfield, Julius Caesar, Hamlet, Wuthering Heights, Rebecca, Green Dolphin Street, Picture of Dorian Grey, Cat on a Hot Tin Roof, Long Hot Summer and Butterfield Eight.

    Former cinema magnates – Andrew James, H Teelucksingh, Ken Veerasammy and Pius Gomes
    Our musical culture was inspired with Hollywood bios (though fictionized) with the careers of George Gershwin (Rhapsody in Blue), Cole Porter (Night and Day), Jerome Kern (Till the Clouds Roll By), Frederick Chopin (Song to Remember), Gus Kahn (I’ll See You in my Dreams), Helen Morgan (Helen Morgan Story), Eddy Duchin (The Eddy Duchin Story), Fanny Brice (Funny Girl), Ruth Etting (Love me or Leave Me), Rodgers & Hart (Wordsand Music), Sigmund Romberg (Deep in my Heart), Johan Strauss Jr (Great Waltz), Glenn Miller (Glenn Miller Story), Rimsky Korsakov (Song of Scheherazade), Grieg (Song of Norway), Paganini (Magic Bow), Jane Forman (With a Song in my Heart) and Irving Berlin (Alexander’s Ragtime Band). I mention these purely to glorify our cinema experience in those days. Movies were stepping stones to our education; they broadened our experience and sharpened our ‘street smarts.’
    In the fifties, while TV abroad created couch potatoes, preferring to stay home and watch Milton Berle and ‘I Love Lucy,’ the Hollywood dream factories lost monopoly ownership of their theatre distribution chains, and the major studios ceased production of popular B movies such as Tarzan Adventures, Charles Starret, Cisco Kid, Bulldog Drummond, Boston Blackie, Dead End Kids and Cliffhanger Serials, which were favourites of the locals.
    The golden age of
    The sixties was the golden age of movie-viewing for the nation moving towards Independence 1966 and Republic 1970. Big box office hits included Lawrence of Arabia, The Graduate, Psycho, West Side Story, The Sound of Music, Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid, My Fair Lady, Guess Who’s Coming to Dinner and The Apartment. The Starlite Drive-In at Montrose opened by 1964 with Elvis Presley in Blue Hawaii.
    The Seventies was the age of the blockbusters, starting with Airport, Jaws, Earthquake, The Godfather trilogy, Star Wars and Close Encounters of the Third Kind. The cinemas were the mecca of our entertainment; weekends and holidays were sell outs, and first-run movies would run for two or three weeks to packed houses. We ‘Sunday-dressed’ to attend the movies, which were delightful oases in our wonderful yesteryears. Indian Movies Sangam, Waqt, Khabi Khabi and Mother Earth were also favourites. The added bonuses of ‘classic doubles’ added to the box-office bonanza. In 1977 Saturday Night Fever ran for three months at the Astor, with the bonus picture changing every two weeks.
    And simultaneously the debacle of the fall of the Guyana cinema began.
    The seventies were the ‘banlon’ years – flour, potatos, sardines banned as the currency crunch – especially after Opec 1973 – meant a scarcity of funds for necessary imports, etc. Movies are imports, and commissions ranging from 50 to 75% of the gross revenue from releases, were required to be remitted back to the movie companies abroad, which posed lots of currency problems. From the remaining net, local government taxes had to be paid, including preview/censor cost for every new picture, with the balance remaining to pay running expenses and maintenance, etc. Repeat showings required smaller commissions, also to be remitted.
    By 1975, when television was fully entrenched abroad, no attempt was made locally by government to introduce TV broadcasting to the nation. A top load VCR, with 19 inch TV for $1500, was the wish list for home entertainment, and these were the popular gifts from friends and family abroad. Many rushing to flee the country promised to supply this form of private entertainment for those who stayed to burn.
    Tapes in the VCR and Betamax format were utilized to record every worthwhile programme in the US and UK, and regular shipments home were the norm. 3000 classic movies were acquired by Turner, many colourised, and with HBO, Cinemax, Showtime, Pay per View, AMC and TMC in the US featuring also first-run movies 24/7, private movie viewing became ‘household popular’ locally, with video copies.
    My first mission in the States was to video-copy every worthwhile movie – every Academy Award Winner via VCR – and the library is over 800 movie gems. Of course these have since been replaced when DVDs became popular.
    Private bottom house ‘Speakeasy’ movie houses for small fees became the norm, especially in the rural areas, and soon Video Rental Clubs mushroomed as video players and TVs became the local fashion. Simultaneously at least three enterprising local entrepreneurs equipped their private stations to download and transmit overseas programmes. Paid subscription was henceforth available with special programmed receiver boxes needed for rental to customers. Guyanese business enterprise at its best. (to be continued)

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  166. I understand Derek Chin (MovieTowne,, cinema complex, Trinidad and Tobago) relative of Joe Chin (Joe Chin’s travel) will be constructing a MovieTowne Complex in Guyana, somewhere on the east coast. The Movietowne complex has been largely responsible for the revival of the “cinema” industry in T&T, hugely successful venture,

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  167. Rihanna 2012 Grammy Awards Performance ” We Found Love “
    Rihanna 2012 Grammy Awards Performance ” We Found Love “
    List of Awards and Nominations for Rihanna
    This is a comprehensive list of awards and nominations won by Rihanna, a Barbadian singer-songwriter. Her mother is Guyanese.

    Her first single led her to win three awards, following her winning more awards for both herself and her debut album. Her second album, A Girl Like Me(2006), was much more successful and earned her many more awards and nominations. Good Girl Gone Bad, the third album, was by far the most successful album of her career.

    She won Favorite Female Artist — Soul/R&B at the American Music Awards, a Best Rap/Sung Collaboration award at the 2008 Grammy Awards, a Best Rap Song award and another Best Rap/Sung Collaboration award alongside Jay-Z and Kanye West at the 2009 Grammy Awards and an International Album of the Year award at the Juno Awards.

    Since beginning her career, Rihanna has received 196 awards from 447 nominations. Her awards are in Pop, R&B, Soul, Rock, and Rap categories.

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  168. Videos for mon repos market youtube guyana 2011 041 – YouTube
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  169. Wonderful video of the native people of the Amazon
    1. MAKUNAIMA (Dueño de los Peces) INNA-ENE-Ko – YouTube

    6 min – Aug 29, 2008
    Uploaded by GustArt53
    INNA-ENE-Ko : Cancion compuesta, arreglada y producida por GERRY WEIL y HECTOR …

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  170. 1953 VIDEO- CRISIS IN GUYANA- The stage is being set for the Guyana we see today.

    Hopkinson arrives, the youthful Burnham, Dr Jagan arrives- Burnham and Jagan leave together

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  171. GUYANA – Plantain and Breadfruit dishesby guyaneseonline

    By – for Guyanese Online


    Plantain is a major staple in Guyana. Both plantain and bananas are often confused with each other for the unwitting visitor. They both belong to the Musa family and their similarities ends there. Easy to grow and requires minimal tending , make it is plentiful. Plantain are always ready to cook no matter what stage of ripeness. Yellow, green or black plantains are used in many dishes, as appetizers, part of the main course or dessert.It can be eaten at any time of the day and is a major carbohydrate source for Guyanese.


    Captain James Cook is credited with the coming of breadfruit to the Carribean in 1769. Breadfruit is a flowering tree in the mulberry family and is native to the Philippines and through out the islands of South East Asia. It is also native to most of the Pacific islands.
    Breadfruit is a nutritious and starchy melon and was looked upon as an excellent food for the African slaves. It was widely rejected by the slaves, but their decendants adopted it as their very own. Breadfruit, when cooked, tastes like a potato and is similar to freshly baked bread, thus its name. It is prepared in a number of ways and most Guyanese are very familiar with its use as a food. It is one of the cheapest source of carbohydrates available. Read more of this post

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    The 1933 Denham Suspension Bridge into Guyana’s Hinterland
    The 1933 Denham Suspension Bridge into Guyana’s Hinterland
    By Dmitri Allicock

    Denham Suspension Bridge

    Set like gems in the crown of South America, nestled on the North-Eastern shoulder, defying the raging Atlantic Ocean, Guyana’s many waterways reflect the source of its name “The Land of Many Waters”. These waterways are natural highways which link all the regions of Guyana including the mineral and forestry rich highlands.

    In November 1933 a bridge was constructed over the Garraway Stream, linking Mahdia to Bartica by trail. This cable suspension bridge was named “Denham Bridge” after the then Colonial Governor Sir Edward Denham. The Denham Suspension Bridge, which is also called the Garraway Stream Bridge, served as a vital access to the early Gold and Diamond fields of Guyana.

    The bridge was erected directly over the Potaro River at an area referred to as Garraway Stream. It was constructed by Scotsman John Aldi, a civil engineer and general contractor who was interred at Bartica’s Sorrow Hill Cemetery where he joined many of the early settlers in making Guyana their permanent home. Read more – 1933 DENHAM BRIDGE

    Also read related story published earlier:

    May 18, 2012 – 12:26 am

    The once popular and well known 1897 Demerara to Essequibo railway symbolized Upper Demerara and served as a cornerstone in its development before Bauxite dominated. This railway provided valuable and safe transportation for commuters and cargo between Essequibo and Demerara. It was Guyana’s first inland railroad [more]

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  174. I lived in BG in the early 1960’s for 4 years as a kid —up the Berbice River in Kwakwani –my Father was a mining engineer. Those where great years and still remember a good part of them.

    Comment by Terry Clarke — June 11, 2012 @ 1:20 am | Reply

    • By chance Terry, do you have any photos of Kwakwani during that time. For research purposes.

      Comment by Gary Morian — June 18, 2014 @ 2:22 pm | Reply

      • Gary —yes I do have photos of Kwakwani (Summer 1959 to summer 1965)but as I said they are all slides and at this time have no way to post them on here.

        Comment by Terry Clarke — June 19, 2014 @ 8:35 pm

    By The National Trust of Guyana


    This ward of Georgetown was named after Queen Victoria and was purchased by the Town Council from, Quintin Hogg, a planter, in 1887 to protect the city from unsanitary pig pens and prevent the erection of poorly constructed buildings by its proprietor. In the jubilee year of Queen Victoria, it was proposed by the Town Council that the streets be named after the Queens children.
    However, this decision was not favorably received by the inhabitants of this ward of the city. Laluni and Anira Streets were named after tributaries of the Lama a tributary of the Mahaica River. Peter Rose Street bears the name of a former member of the Court of Policy. Forshaw Street was named after former Mayor of the city Mr. George Anderson Forshaw. Almond Street was named after an almond tree and Crown Street was named in honor of the crown.

    The Queenstown Masjid was established in 1895, to allow the Indian immigrants to practice their religion. The masjid was constructed with hand tools in 1895 and has three domes, an unusual feature for a Masjid.

    The Queenstown Moravian Church was built largely through the initiative of the Reverend John Dingwall after the decision was made in 1891 to extend its ministry to the capital city.

    Another excellent example of a traditional wooden house is the Brazilian Ambassador’s Residence. In 1971, the Brazilian government acquired this building, which was built in 1904. Built of greenheart wood this building exhibits many vernacular architectural features such as the decorative fretwork and spandrel. Other notable features include wooden truss roof and several balusters.
    Burns Memorial Guyana Presbyterian Church- This is the main building of what was originally the Canadian Presbyterian Church in Guyana, which was established in 1885 to serve the Indian immigrants who came here to work on the plantations after emancipation.

    Sharples House was named after its famous architect John Bradsaw Sharples, this elegant timber house is a glorious reminder of the nation’s patrimony. This house was occupied by many famous occupants including former First Lady Viola Burnham and President Bharat Jagdeo.


    Thomas Lands, which run for over half a mile westwards between Vlissengen Road and Camp Road being bounded to the south by the Cummingsburg Canal and North by the Atlantic. Their extent is 450 acres and formed part of Plantation Thomas, which belonged to the Quinten Hogg family, one of the wealthiest and most distinguished of our plantation owners. In 1863, the Hoggs donated this area to the Georgetown Town Council on the condition that it was to be used for educational and recreational purposes.

    The National Park, formerly occupied by the Demerara Golf Club since 1923 was renamed the Queen Elizabeth II National Park in 1965 in honor of the Queen’s visit to Guyana. On Guyana’s attainment of independence it was became known as the National Park. It was the scene for one of the most historic events of Guyana’s history. On 26 May 1966 the Golden Arrowhead was hoisted and the Union Jack lowered marking the birth of Guyana. This park is utilized for cultural, educational and recreational activities and is maintained by The National Parks Commission under the Ministry of Agriculture.
    The Monument to the Child, located in the complex of the National Park was erected by the National Commission for The Right of The Child in 2000. The monument consists of the sun seated on an up sided down L, the vertical part signifying strength and the growth of children whilst the other arm indicates that children have to reach for the stars. The base of the monument is representative of the world and the six benches depict the six races of Guyana.
    ________________________________________Along Carifesta Avenue are examples of the Magazines, which were once used for the storage of ammunition by the British armed forces. Constructed of concrete they stand as a reminder of the nation’s history.

    The Young Men’s Christian Association, one of the longest associations in Guyana was founded in the early 1900’s and was the stage for many cultural and educational activities.


    This ward of the city derives its name from Joseph Bourda who purchased this area which later became his estate. In 1876, this ward was reorganized by the Vlissingen Commissioners who were appointed by the government to analyze the claims made by many persons who claimed to be the heir of Joseph Bourda.
    Like many parts of the city the streets of this ward reflect the rich history of Guyana. Charlotte Street was named in honor of Queen Charlotte, the wife of King George III. Alexander Street was named to commemorate the Czar of Russia Alexander I. Wellington Street was named after the Duke of Wellington. King Street was named in honor of King George III. Bourda Street was named after its founder Joseph Bourda. South Road was known as Love Lane, it was a footpath that was named in accordance with its geographical position as the southernmost street in this ward. Oronoque Street and Orange Walk derive their names from dams that were planted with Oronoque and Orange trees.

    The Bourda Cemetery- The first cemetery in the city of Georgetown was a privately owned cemetery, a part of the Plantation Vlissingen owned by Joseph Bourda. Many of the tombs date back to the early 19th century and many of the prominent peoples of the colonial era such as John Patoir, William Booker and the Bagots are buried there
    The National Art Gallery, Castellani House- This large wooden building was designed by Cesar Castellani. It was once the residence of the Director of Agriculture in 1888. In 1965 the building was converted as the official residence by Mr. Linden Forbes Sampson Burnham, then Prime Minister of British Guiana. In 1993 the inaugural collection of the Art Gallery was held.


    The Botanic Gardens- The Government purchased 184 acres of the old coffee estate Vlissingen from Joseph Bourda for the purpose of establishing a Botanic Garden and station.
    A loan of $50,000.00 was raised for the purpose of laying out the gardens and to purchase the site. At first a board of directors was appointed to advice on the proceedings but this board was soon dissolved in 1893 and the supervision devolved on the superintendent.

    Housed in these gardens are the Seven Ponds Monument and the Mausoleum a tribute to the nation’s heroes. Sir David Rose, Governor General of British Guiana and former president Mr. Linden Forbes Sampson Burnham are amongst those buried there.

    The Kissing Bridge is another noteworthy feature of the Botanical Gardens.


    The Zoological Park- This Park exhibits a variety of the flora and fauna of Guyana. The first attempt to establish a Zoo dates back to 1880, but the members of the Royal Agricultural Society were opposed to the idea. However in 1952, the Zoological Park was declared open.


    The Bourda Cricket Club- This is the oldest cricket ground in the Caribbean. The headquarters of the Georgetown Club are also housed there. The ground has been the venue for many exciting games between international and local cricket teams.

    Dargan House, the office of The Guyana National Commission for Unesco is a splendid example of the traditional colonial architecture. Constructed circa 1880 this building has the distinct heritage of bearing the name of its occupant Patrick Dargan a liberator for the working class against the plantocracy.

    The Ministry of Agriculture, this stately wooden building is yet another example of the distinctive wooden architecture of the city’s heritage.


    St. Barnabas’s Church was built in 1884 as a place of worship for the district of Bourda. Many changes were affected as time evolved including the addition of a steeple and a Chapel of Corpus Christi in 1926.

    Bourda Market- originally built in 1880 it was soon reconstructed in 1902 to accommodate a growing number of vendors and consumers of this ward of the city. Today this market is the focal point for many commercial activities in the city.


    This ward of the city of Georgetown has an oblong form being one fourth of a mile broad and one mile long. It was established by the French in 1782 on the Company’s reserve and was named by the Dutch after Nicholas Gleevinck; Lord of Stabroek, the then President of the Dutch West India Company in 1784.
    Many of the streets were named after prominent members of society. Several of the short streets running north to south of Stabroek were known by numbers before they were named by the Mayor & Town Council in 1901.
    • Croal Street, named after John Croal, a former Mayor of Georgetown, was also known as Red Dam due to its surface covering of red earth.
    • Hadfield Street was named after Joseph Hadfield, an architect and former Crown Surveyor, of the colony of British Guiana.
    • Magnet Place was named after, Dr. Etienne Magnet, the Director of Medical services and a former Surgeon General.
    • Sendall Place was named after, Sir Walter Kendall KCMG, a former Governor (1898 -1901) of Georgetown.
    • Pollard Place was named after, the Honorable W. B. Pollard, a former Auditor General and Vlissingen Commissioner.
    • Boyle Place was named after, Sir Cadenish Boyle KCME., a Government secretary and acting Governor (1894-1900) of the city.
    • Austin Place, was named after, Charles Austin, the son of Bishop Austin and Receiver General and Vlissingen Commissioner.
    • Brummell Place was named after John Brummell, Sheriff of Demerara, Police Magistrate of Georgetown and the first Chairman of the Botanic Gardens.
    • Chalners Place was named after a Crown Surveyor who died in 1877. Winter Place was named in memory of, Mr. F. A. R. Winter, a well known merchant and the founder of Hand in Hand Insurance Company.
    • Sandeman Place was named after, Patrick Sandeman, the keeper of the Government Astronomical & Metrological Observatory.
    • Brickdam, the main street of this ward of the city, was paved with bricks and made of burnt earth until 1921 when it was paved over for the arrival of the Prince of Wales (King Edward VII). The upper side of Brickdam was once lined with palm trees, which were planted by Mr. Richard M. Jones.

    The Parliament Building, designed by Joseph Hadfield, was built on a foundation of greenheart logs. In 1829 the foundation stone was laid and in April 1834 the structure, stuccoed to resemble stone blocks, was completed.
    It is an excellent example of 19th century Renaissance architecture and is one of the two domed buildings in the city. Within its compound are two canons that were used in the Cimmerian War and a statue of Hubert Nathaniel Critchlow, OBE [1884 –1958] who is regarded as the father of Trade Unionism in Guyana.


    St. Andrews Kirk is the oldest building continually in use for religious purposes. The Dutch Reformed congregation laid its foundations in 1811. However, due to financial difficulties it was acquired by Scottish Presbyterians and was formally opened for service on 28 February 1818.


    The Georgetown Magistrates Court was constructed in 1897, as an extension to accommodate the legal proceedings. Decorative ironwork is a prominent feature above doors and the main entrance.


    St. Stanislaus College was the first catholic school in Guyana, was opened on 1 May 1866 by Fr. Langton .In the early years, the school was known as St. Stanislaus Grammar School and occupied various sites. In 1907 the name was changed to St. Stanislaus College and the present Brickdam site was acquired. The original part of the present building goes back to 1928, during the term of Fr. (later Bishop) Weld. In 1954, a further wing was added, and in November 1973 the newly built Hopkinson Wing was opened. St. Stanislaus College is one hundred and thirty-seven years old.

    Demico House- is one of the oldest structures owned by D’ Aguiars Industries and Holdings [Banks D I H Ltd] The building was purchased by the D’ Aguiars brothers in 1893 and converted to a bar in 1896 and a hotel in 1972.


    The Stabroek Market is one of the most distinctive buildings of the city, constructed of steel it was built in 1881. Designed by an American engineer Nathaniel McKay, this market houses a variety of items for sale. Built partly on land and water this building may be the oldest structure still in use within the city. Though the architectural style is elusive, the iron structure is reminiscent of the Victorian era of Great Britain.

    The Chinese Association was founded in 1920 to accommodate the Chinese within an institution of their own. Elegance from the east is evident in the style of the roof and the columns that grace the main entrance to the building.


    Kings House, the residence of our earliest Governors, was constructed around 1909. This building has had several distinguished occupants, including R. G. Woolford (1909), J. M. Chee-A-Low (19150, T. Rodrigues (1918), J.P. Santos Ltd. (1934), Joseph L. Wills bought (1936)and the First Federation Life Ins. Co. Ltd. (1964).This building currently houses the office of the Ministry of Home Affairs.
    The Brickdam Police Station, Georgetown’s central police station, occupies an entire block. This main building is said to have been designed and constructed by Cesar Castellani. Decorative cast iron and a weather vane atop the roof are amongst the main architectural features of the building. Housed within this complex are several offices, which were formally the residences of affluent men in society.


    The Teaching Service Commission is housed in an elegant wooden building. The attractive wooden molds and ornate fretwork around the roof testify to the craftsmanship and artistry of the Guyanese builders. This building was formerly owned by the DeSouza family.

    The Ministry of Agriculture is housed in this elegant wooden building with its distinctive architectural features, a fine example of Guyana’s built heritage.


    The Brickdam Cathedral or the Cathedral of Immaculate Conception dates back to the 1920s. With the distinct characteristics of Romanesque architecture the cathedral designed by Mr. Leonard Stokes, is the third cathedral as the first two constructed of wood, were destroyed by fire and termites respectively.


    The Smiths Congregational Church was built in honor of the Reverend John Smith. He arrived in Guyana in 1817, sent by the London Missionary society to evangelize and teach the ex slaves. His actions antagonized the planters and he was charged with treason in 1823 and was sentenced to death. He died in prison on 6 February 1824.


    The Palms, this institution which houses the poor was constructed between 1874 and 1878. The complex was extended in 1900 with the addition of two buildings. This complex derives its name from the palm trees which once lined the streets of Brickdam.

    Young Women’s Christian Association was built in 1951on the premises an army barrack which was bought from the then Atkinson Air base in 1950.

    The Ministry of Health is another example of Georgetown’s colonial architecture. This building was once the Orphan’s Asylum and from 1918 – 1951 Queens College was housed in this building. Joseph Hadfield, one of the most prolific architects of that period designed the colonial block of the building.

    The Independence Arch this was handed over to Prime Minister Burnham by the managing director of the Demerara Bauxite Company Mr. J. G. Campbell as a gift to the people of Guyana on the achievement of their independence.

    Circa 1759 Cornelius Leary applied for and was granted a tract of land to cultivate cotton and coffee near the mouth of the Demerara River. When he died this estate was inherited by his wife Eve Leary. In 1796 when the colony was captured by the British the garrison officers established a village on the Eve Leary estate. Built by the officers at the garrison, Kingston with its small cottages set amidst gardens resembled a little English village.
    Some claim that Kingston was named in honor of Lieutenant Robert Kingston who constructed Fort St. George, whilst others claimed that it was named after King George. The name of streets such as Parade Street, Fort Street, and Duke Street( was named in honor of one of the Royal Dukes, son of George 11) are a reminder of the military heritage of this ward of the city of Georgetown.

    The Immigration Agent General Office housed from its institution in 1838 the officials responsible for Indian immigration into the colony. These immigrants provided the first successful substitute for the enslaved Africans after Abolition in 1834 and Emancipation in 1838. The Teachers Training College was also housed in this building, which at present is the office of the National Centre For Education Resource Development.
    The Wai Wai Indians, from Konashen in the southern Rupununi Savannahs, constructed the Umana Yana in 1972 for a meeting of the Foreign Ministers of the Non – Aligned nations. Its structural members are lashed together with bush ropes. The conical shaped roof is a combination of troolie and ite palm leaves.

    The four tall ‘bull –forehead’ greenheart poles constitute a monument to the African Freedom Fighters which was erected in the compound of the Umana Yana. When the United Nations Commission met in Georgetown in 1974, it was unveiled by former President, the late Linden Forbes Sampson Burnham on 26 August 1974,’-Namibia Day’.


    The Guyana Marine Turtle Monument, illustrating life as a newly hatched Leatherback turtle crawls out of its shell was erected by the Guyana Marine Turtle 2001 Conservation Organization to synthesize the public of their natural heritage.


    The Lighthouse is approximately a quarter mile from the port of Georgetown; it is situated at the mouth of the Demerara River. The foundation stone of the present building was laid in 1830, replacing a wooden lighthouse which was constructed by the Dutch in 1817.

    The Canadian High Commission was previously the main home of the Sisters of Mercy in Guyana. In 1977, this building was purchased by the Canadian Government; some thirteen years after Canada first established her diplomatic mission in Guyana.

    The Red House or Kamana Court was once the official residence of the Colonial Secretaries and prior to that was occupied and owned by Sir Eustace Woolford, a former speaker of the legislature. Dr. Cheddi Jagan lived there whilst he was the Premier of British Guiana. The Red House may be described as a serviceable structure of good proportions rather than as elegant. It is covered with wooden shingles on all sides. It appropriately houses The Cheddi Jagan Research Centre.

    Austin House, formerly Kingston House is the residence of the Archbishop of Guyana. This traditional timber house with characteristics of Victorian architecture was located much closer to the street. However, it is rumored that the Bishop’s nine children threw objects at people passing thus; the house was moved westwards to its present location.

    Kingston Methodist Church was opened in 1831 at Kingston as a branch of Trinity in Werk en Rust. The churches were established in consequence of the early efforts of the first Methodists that arrived in the colony to educate the enslaved Africans.

    The Inter American Development Bank is an excellent example of the traditional architecture characterized by the Demerara windows and Georgian six paned windows, a testimony to the artistry of Guyanese builders.

    Colona House: the first catholic hospital of the city was established in 1945. The Catholic Central committee purchased a private nursing home together with the existing equipment from Dr. Romiti to be used as a hospital.


    The Round House is of 19th century origin. It was a lookout point with guns commanding the entry to Port Georgetown.

    The Bandstand is another amenity that complements the surroundings of the area. It was erected by public subscription in 1903 in memorial to Her Majesty Queen Victoria who died in January 1901.


    These are located along the Sea Wall, a curving 5 feet height wall of reinforced concrete which was built to prevent the Atlantic Ocean from flooding the low lying coastal land on which Georgetown lies.

    British Military Cemetery was established circa1824 when Eve Leary was bought for 47,374 guilders ($18,949.60) and burial grounds were laid out on this land. Subsequently new barracks were laid out on this land and soon Eve Leary became a fashionable burial place.
    It became a custom to allow the burial there of any person holding military rank. Walter Rupert Durban, the son of one of Guyana’s colonial Governors is buried there.

    Eve Leary Barracks, these were constructed circa 1825 at the order of Governor Durban to house the military forces. It is believed that the officers’ quarters derived its name ‘Eve Leary’, from a young European girl who committed suicide by throwing herself over the eastern block


    The 1763 Monument- Surrounded by a small garden this monument has been described as the ‘Greatest Standing Sculpture of the Caribbean,’ by British based painter Aubrey Williams. It signifies the struggle of the Guyanese for their liberation and was the first sculpture of bronze in Guyana. It was cut into various sections and the molds cast in bronze and then reassembled through welding.

    This area was first leased by Joseph Bourda in 1792 who subsequently rented this portion of Georgetown to John Robb who arranged the building lots and landscape. Hence it derives its name from the man who designed the area.
    In 1864, the entire area was destroyed by a fire. Under the guidance of Mayor Edward John Barr the area was rearranged and streets were widened, giving this ward of the city of Georgetown its present urban layout.
    Like many other parts of the city, the streets of this ward were named after prominent and affluent members of society. Robb Street is named after John Robb the founder of this ward. Hinks Street is named after, Sir Francis Hinks, a former Governor (1862-1868) and a Finance Minister to Canada.

    The Bank of Guyana houses the Guyana Central Bank and the Secretariat of the Caribbean Commonwealth Community. This building was officially opened on 11 October 1966.


    The National Museum was first established in 1844 but this was soon destroyed by a fire in 1864. A new museum was soon constructed and managed by The Royal Agricultural and Commercial Society before the Government of British Guiana assumed control in 1936. This museum was also destroyed by fire in 1945. In 1951 the present Museum was formally opened by His Grace the Archbishop of the West Indies.

    The Company Path Well and Lily Pond, located in the compound of The National Museum. These are said to have been built with the bricks of Fort William St. Frederick, the first British fort, constructed at the mouth of the Demerara River.


    The Hand in Hand Life and Fire Insurance Company, this low building is decorated with cast iron arches and railings are reminiscent of the architecture of the Victorian and Georgian eras.

    The Guyana & Trinidad Mutual Fire Insurance Company limited [GTM] was built in 1894, and was originally owned by the British Guiana Mutual Fire Insurance Co. This L – shaped building with its combination of concrete walls, colonnades and wrought iron on the warp around the gallery is an architectural heirloom of the city of Georgetown.

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  176. THE BERBICE CHAIR {Guyana’s heritage}
    By Dmitri Allicock
    Click link for article and pictures

    It seems that since humankind first stood up to see over the tall Savannah grasses, we’ve been looking for a place to sit back down and relax. The historical record is not quite so succinct, however—but when early migratory peoples first settled down into a domesticated lifestyle, it appears one mark of the civilized person was a seat that elevated the body “away from the cold, damp floor”. By the simple act of constructing an artificial place to sit, humans began the long tradition of distinguishing themselves from the animal world.
    The earliest known form of Greek chair dates back to six or seven centuries BC. On the frieze of the Parthenon Zeus occupies a square seat with a bar-back and thick turned legs; it is ornamented with winged sphinxes and the feet of beasts. The characteristic Roman chairs were of marble, also adorned with sphinxes. The most famous of the very few chairs which have come down from a remote antiquity is the reputed chair of Saint Peter in St Peter’s Basilica in Rome. Ancient Egyptian’s chairs appear to have been of great richness and splendor. Fashioned of ebony and ivory, or of carved and gilded wood, they were covered with costly materials and supported upon representations of the legs of beasts or the figures of captives. Egyptians believed that the chairs need to represent natural forms to avoid creating chaos in the universe, by creating an artificial object. It is with this backdrop of such rich antiquity and splendor that the Berbice Chair of Guyana distinguishes itself in status and affiliation.
    The Berbice Chair, named after Berbice, is also referred to as Plantation Chair and dates back to the early slave plantation days at least. There is some reference in the historical records of the early Dutch Planters to this invaluable piece of Guyana’s heritage. The plantation furniture of the Colonies inspired the dramatic shape and clean silhouette of this chair. Crafted and framed by Guyana’s hardwood, it is reinforced with stretcher bars for decades of wear. As comfortable as it is handsome, this is an exotic work of furniture art at its best. This large armchair is fitted with a variety of Matting or decorative cover and adorned with splendid fasteners. The long arms of the chair have the ability to be folded inward to act as a leg rest. This handsomely styled chair with deep laid back relaxing look adapts to the natural contours of your body to reduce pressure points giving long lasting comfort. A chair associated with such prestige and relaxation in our time yet belongs to that dark age of such repulsion and suffering. The chair would have been a prime piece of furniture and plenishing for the Plantation Great House, providing comfort and as a showpiece of status.
    The overworked and exhausted workers on the Plantations would have use the other great piece of antiquity, the Hammock, for sitting and resting. There remains a bit of mystery revolving around the origin of hammocks, but one fact is uncontestable: hammocks have been a commonplace tool for both survival and burial since as early as 450 BC. This is the earliest recorded date of the swinging bed, said to have been developed by an unassuming student of Socrates named Alcibiades. However, the native people of South America would dispute that finding since they have been using this device since the Bering Strait crossing. The natives of the wilds in what would later be known as the Amazon Basin had an extremely difficult time surviving the grueling, thick, sticky climates born of their region. The origin of the hammock lay here, in this uncertain and miserable environment, when getting off the ground and covering up every body part meant the difference between survival and death. Hammocks are easy to carry. There’s a wide price and quality range. There are mass-produced striped cotton hammocks from Brazil. Arawaks from coastal districts of Guyana make hammocks from Tibisiri, a fiber made from the immature leaves of the eté palm. Local hand-made cotton hammocks are top of the line in style and quality. Some of the finest are made by the Wapishana Amerindians of the southern Rupununi.
    The homes in Guyana have as many doors and windows as possible to keep interiors cool. Balcony with awnings or overhangs, louvers to keep rooms cool, draperies to filter sunlight and an openly fashioned “downstairs” where it is always the coolest. The Berbice Chair due to its elegancy is generally displayed in a prime location of the house while the hammock is more suited to a breezy balcony or downstairs. The Morris chair, Coffee table, Sideboard, Cabinet with the treasured dishes- cutlery and other fine furnishing, usually aggrandize the Berbice chair sitting graciously on o-cedar polished hardwood floor.
    It wasn’t Christmas when I was a child without the smell of Black Cake, Pepper Pot, Garlic Pork, Ginger Beer, Sorrel, Christmas Cards, and all wooden furniture scraped, sanded and polished with a new coat of lacquer. The sumptuous Berbice Chair was delicately prepared with new expensive matting, glistening polish of renewal and ready to serve another year. The distinguished Berbice Chair remains part of Guyana’s rich cultural and living history.

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    The ability of the individual gold prospector or Pork knocker to withstand adversities of the tropical jungle life mixed with his reputation for big spending, rum drinking and womanizing became legend. These men and their stories have generated a corpus of tales and even a mythology. They have found their way into folklore and because of their existence “in the bush” their lore is associated with other folk material and traditions that have come out of the traditions and superstitious beliefs of that environment.
    The pork knockers inspired the imagination of generations to write inspirational poems and books. These include the novel Black Midas by Jan Carew, an account of the legend of the famous pork knocker Ocean Shark. Educational Broadcast Corp. produced a remarkable presentation Up River through Guyana in 1993 which highlighted the search for the esteemed Pork knocker of Guyana.
    The Pokenocker was also famous for the letters they wrote to their sweethearts whose fidelity was a concern at least.
    Older generations of Guyanese had a tradition that looked for opportunity for speech making at social gathering like at weddings, church and funerals, which served this interest very well especially when rum drinking takes over.
    Guyanese requested to say a few words will rise eagerly to his feet without a trace of self consciousness and begin, “On this auspicious occasion….” Among many, it was fashionable to cultivate the use of long words culled from books, and they would reel these words off the tongue with every sign of enjoyment. Many words were not correct or appropriate but it didn’t matter since the task to impress was the only focus.
    The same love of uncommon words with an imposing sound is shown in their choice of Christian names. Many long and impressive sounding names were given to children. It is believed that their love of that older make believe world inhabited by leisure and wealth with trappings of traditional aristocracy represented the standard of perfection by which he would be judged.
    These two historical letters which follows demonstrated two Guyana that existed- side by side, one of make belief; the other of unbridle creoles. Two Pork Knockers are seriously courting with words to be remembered!

    Most Illustrious and Venerated Madonna,
    I successfully yearn the right to lay first claim to your heart in preference to my vanquish rival.
    Matchless Damsel, as I contemplate your codigious beauty, I yearn to possess you as my eternal conductric. Give me your benevolent agreement and before the calendar marks another year, I will contribute thee my matrimonial bride. I would labor with ferocious energy to afford you conducial falitsies. I would erect for you a formidable mansion to accommodate multi various progencies. I would purchase for you an enamulate quadruped- a motor car, which’s carbonatious headlights would resume the night into day.
    Do not refuse this opportunity for the rejection of such an enormous titanic love could only terminate my catactlemonact affection and decrease my intense adoration.
    I remain yours,
    Carrelous, Ignatius, Orrilous, Fitzpatrick Thimble

    Me darling love,
    Me lickle dove, me dumpling, me gizzada, me sweeti. Sue, I goes for you just like how fly go fo sugar.
    As me put pen to paper and me pen nib start to fly, me remember- remember the first day you catch me eye, a bus was to yo right and a car swift pass yo left ear and yo stand up stiff with frigh, yo jaw drap, and yo mouth fly open just like when jack-ass go fo yarn.
    Na laugh me lickle love, na scarn me after me hea yo me larning na too good, so wa na know fo spell me go draw.
    Thing wid de frechle is a plate of yam and saltfish and it means we go never part. Is na a cockroach, this is a finger wid a ring and it means that I want to married to yo. This thing is na a line but it is a string, theak it put it roung yo wedding finger, careful fo get the right size. Send it to the man, the man is me
    Well bye love

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    By Dmitri Allicock {click above link for pictures}
    Guyanese children, accustomed to microwave ovens, computers, fast food and cell phones, are truly fascinated by the artifacts of their culture and time. It prompts the older generations to reminisce on the changes that they have experienced and how technology, or its absence, has affected their lives and the lives of their descendants. So many of yesterdays comforts are now obsolete and being rapidly lost to the fog of history.
    Social historians tell us that the artifacts of a culture offer the most revealing evidence about what a given society was like and how its people lived. The implements, utensils, and devices people used in or out of their homes have been a major source of such evidence. The technological revolution did not leave Guyana or Guyanese behind and the fun loving gadgetry and comforts of the modern age is very much a part of life. Different eras of political history are frequently identified with royal dynasties, or great wars and revolutions. Eras in the history of art and architecture may be distinguished by styles such as Renaissance, Gothic, Impressionist or Surrealist, and so on. Techniques too have marked different eras over the centuries: from the primitive tools of the Stone Age, to the Industrial Age marked by steam and electrical power and the discovery of turbines, and engines. Today, we have entered a new era: the computer age.-The age of unlimited information, super highways of warped speed and communication which ‘Captain Kirk of the Star Ship Enterprise” would be proud of.
    While the modern age of wizardry appliances and technology is available to Guyanese, it still remains a country of contrasting means and methods. There is nothing more fascinating for an older Guyanese to discuss or look at some of the implements and devices which we once used.
    The general name for the hand-held iron was The Flat Iron, consisting simply of a handle and a solid, flat, metal base, and named for the flat ironing face used to smooth clothes. Several Flat Irons was heated directed by the charcoals in the coal pot. The Iron was held by a thick pad, removed from the heated coals and wiped with a cloth laced with a few drops of oil, soft grease or animal fat before pressing clothing.
    The Charcoal Iron was more expensive and generally used by tailors who fashioned some of the best suits ever made. These charcoal irons were used in the Victorian epoch which represented an age of elaborate and elegant fashion.
    The history of the Guyana’s Coalpot is obscure but the form itself indicates that the clay versions produced today evolved as copies of colonial-era iron coal pots, and they did not enter the archeological record until the nineteenth century. There are many examples of clay braziers and cook stoves in northern and western Africa, with those from Nigeria and Cameroon bearing remarkably similar shapes to the coalpots of the Caribbean.

    The historical relationship between clay and metal versions of the cook stove is very hard to follow, and continues into the present as inexpensive iron coal pots are now made in Guyana. The abundance of wood for charcoal making would see the coal pot dominate a significant period of Guyana’s life. The coal pot was used for cooking and for baking. The pot with glowing embers of coal was placed into a wood crafted box- oven, lined with asbestos and zinc sheeting. When a uniform temperature was reached, this oven made some of the tastiest bread and pastries of Guyana. This method is still limitedly used in outlaying and other regions of the country and is now complimented with a variety of other systems of cooking and baking.
    The Cast Iron Wood Burning Stove was primarily used in the early part of the 1900s. Here again, the wood of Guyana featured extensively. Bundles of wood and charcoal were common and conveniently sold at the market. This stove required duct work and a chimney for the escape of the smoke. All the Demerara Bauxite Company houses, built for their workers of Upper Demerara, came equipped with this wood burning stove that was safe to use despite the open fire of the now attached kitchen.
    Until the 18th century, food was cooked over an open fire. Technical advances in heating food in the 18th and 19th centuries changed the architecture of the kitchen. Before the introduction of modern pipes, water was brought from outdoor sources such as creeks, springs or collected from the rain by the large vat or other receptacles.
    Kitchens throughout the ages have changed with the technology and social norms of the day. Once relegated to the back of the house or unattached, kitchens are now front-and-center living spaces where the whole family can gather. It now commonplace that kitchens are designed with fashionable cabinets, fully equipped with refrigerators, sink, gas or electric ovens , stove, microwave and other comforts of the 21st century.
    The logie in picture is a kitchen of the Amerindians in Guyana. It was adopted by many in the hinterlands and used very effectively. Unattached from the house and easily vented, a coalpot, fireside and box oven worked perfectly with this set up. Corn or provisions were hung from the roof and matapee strung for cassava bread making. The design practicality and usefulness was best suited for frontier living.

    The “safe” or kitchen cabinet was used for storage of either food stuff or kitchen essentials.

    Utilitarian cabinets like this were no-frills by design and served a purpose, and that was it. They weren’t anything pretty to look at.
    The colorful food carrier came in assorted enamel and aluminum variety. Lunches were made and delivered in these containers to the workers of the many industries.
    The mince grinder came in different sized and variety. The coffee and cocoa mill were similar but much larger in size. Coffee and cocoa were grown, dried, ground and sold by local farmers in Guyana.

    The living room of homes of the early 1900s was pristine and a place where the best vintage furniture were on display. The old gramophone was the means of listening to records before electricity. The later elegant and much desired Radiogram combined the radio and amplified the gramophone. This wonderful piece of history serenaded generations of Guyanese with some of the very best music every created during the middle to latter half of the last century
    Before the invention of the light bulb, illuminating the world after the sun went down was a messy, arduous, hazardous task. It took a bunch of candles or torches to fully light up a good-sized room, and oil lamps, while fairly effective, tended to leave a residue of soot. The simple and fashionable Epurn kerosene lamps led the way before electric lighting.

    Hand sewing is an art form that is over 20,000 years old. The first sewing needles were made of bones or animal horns and the first thread was made of animal sinew. Iron needles were invented in the 14th century. The first eyed needles appeared in the 15th century.
    Sewing machines did not go into mass production until the 1850’s, when Isaac Singer built the first commercially successful machine. Singer built the first sewing machine where the needle moved up and down rather than the side-to-side and the needle was powered by a foot treadle. Previous machines were all hand-cranked. The first sewing machines power by hand crank or feet peddle, were a vital part of many homes. Before the advent of cheap mass produced factory clothing, the faithful sewing machine had the daunting task of keeping Guyanese clothed.
    Some of the earlier sewing machines included the Jones of the 1870s, the Italian Nikki all purposed dominated sale and created a much improved Singer Machine. The Swedish Husquavna Sewing Machine was a machine which was fancied by many Guyanese.
    The birth of the Guyanese Seamstress and Tailor created an entire industry. Many became experts at this special craft, designing world class clothing. The invention of ready-made, cheaply-produced clothes in the middle of the last century has resulted in the demise of the tailor and seamstress. Like the panda and the whooping crane, it has been said, the march of modern life is against them. Today, it is far more expensive to buy the “tailor made” than the cheaper store bought clothes resulting in the demise of the sewing machine.
    The rocking chair has seen its best days and is rarely seen in homes of Guyana today.In 1867, a Milwaukee, Wisconsin printer-publisher-politician named Christopher Latham Sholes, with assistance from Carlos Glidden and Samuel Soule, patented what was to be the first useful typewriter. It was called the “Sholes & Glidden Type Writer,” and it was produced by the gun makers E. Remington & Sons in Ilion, NY from 1874-1878. The type writer would come to dominate written official communication. Many typing schools existed across Guyana where the art of typing, shorthand and longhand writings were also taught. Typewriters have been largely replaced by personal computers and home printers.

    The curve grass knife was used for cutting grass but was also adapted by some for other uses including reaping crops.
    The Grass Scythe was the instrument which keep Guyana’s parapet, lawn and ball field tidy and neatly trimmed. The word Scythe” derives from Old English. It was spelt sithe or sythe. However, in the 15th century some writers began to use the sc- spelling as they (wrongly) thought the word was related to the Latin scindere meaning “to cut”). The razor sharp Grass Scythe is still expertly used throughout Guyana but is slowly being replaced.
    The Pitch and Broad axe has been around since Stone Age man needed a tool capable of spitting wood among other things. This very vital tool would lay the foundation of all society and is still very much a part of life; however, its importance is vastly diminished by the gas powered chainsaw.
    The Pit and Cross Cut Saws probably played a role in all of Guyana’s building until recent times. Hardwood was felled by the cross cut saw then the pit saw did its thing for those who prepared their own lumber. The teeth mark of the saw can still be seen on the wood of many older buildings. Modern Saw Mills now prepares most wood for local and international market.

    The word cutlass developed from a 17th-century English variation of coutelas, a 16th-century French word for a machete-like blade. The cutlass is one of the most versatile tools of Guyana. No home is found without this simple but effective tool.
    Sugar, exported under the name Demerara Gold, the main crop of Guyana and number one foreign exchange earner is still harvested by hand, using the ultimate cutlass despite the availability of mechanized methods. The tool is used for just about anything which requires cutting and it appears that it will be around for a long time to come. It was quite common that the only security provided for a home apart from a dog, was the cutlass, referred to as a twenty two- the measurement of the common blade.
    The cutlass is used to peel the green coconut and provide Guyana’s favorite drink, the coconut water. The cutlass is also used for chopping down weeds, clearing brush, or cutting small limbs and tree branches. It is ideal for handling the ever present deadly reptiles of the land.

    The Pointer {coconut) broom is made out of the stems of dried coconut leaves. The resourceful coconut palm tree provides endless products and is still a vital part of Guyanese life. The pointer broom is generally used today for sweeping outdoors in Guyana and symbolizes one of the things which make Guyanese abroad feel at home. Many of the Guyanese Diaspora still keeps a pointer brooms around as keep sakes and show pieces to remind them of home and heritage.
    The manicole palm also provided a broom though not as elegant as the coconut. The manicole broom is used for sweeping outdoors and also serves as a deterrent by the believers of the feared spook, the old soul or witch called Ole Higue {Old Hag.}

    The hand cranked Grinding Stone {Wheel} was used for sharpening farming tools primarily. Mounted on a wooden structure, the wheel was hand cranked as the tool sharpened. This was the method used by the earlier generations of Guyanese farmers before the file became commonplace. It was a simple and effective device which did the job. A grinding stone literally outlived its owner and was shared with many.
    Toilet is part of history of human hygiene which is a critical chapter in the history of human civilization and which cannot be isolated to be accorded unimportant position in history. Toilet is a critical link between order and disorder and between good and bad environment.
    Unlike body functions like dance, drama and songs, defecation is considered very low. As a result very few scholars documented precisely the toilet habits of our predecessors. The Nobel Prize winner for Medicine (1913) Charles Richet attributes this silence to the disgust that arises from noxiousness and lack of usefulness of human waste.
    The Outhouse is believed to be well over 500 years old and has been around much longer that the modern flush toilet. An outhouse is primarily a hole dug into the ground, into which biological waste solids and liquids are introduced. A small house with a toilet seat was constructed over the hole. The outhouse was strategically placed in a special spot outback in the yard.
    Sir John Harrington invented the forerunner of today’s flush toilet and Thomas Crapper is credited with coming up with the modern toilet. Their names “John” and Crapper are synonymous with the toilet today. King Minos of Crete had the first flushing water closet recorded in history and that was over 2800 years ago. A toilet was discovered in the tomb of a Chinese king of the Western Han Dynasty that dates back to 206 BC to 24 AD. The ancient Romans had a system of sewers. They built simple outhouses or latrines directly over the running waters of the sewers that poured into the Tiber River.
    The Wooden Outhouse became a part of Guyana landscape and history before being slowly replaced by the modern toilet with septic tank.
    James Whitcomb Riley

    We had our Posey garden
    That the women loved so well
    I loved it too but better still
    I loved the stronger smell
    That filled the evening breezes
    So full of homely cheer
    And told the night-o’ertaken tramp
    That human life was near.
    On lazy August afternoons:
    It made a little bower
    Delightful, where my grandsire sat
    And whiled away an hour
    For there the summer morning
    It’s very cares entwined.
    And berry bushes reddened
    In the teeming soil behind
    All day fat spiders spun their webs
    To catch the buzzing flies
    That flitted to and from the house
    Where Ma was baking pies
    And once a swarm of hornets bold
    Had built a palace there
    And stung my unsuspecting aunt –
    I must not tell you where.
    Then father took a flaming pole
    That was a happy day –
    He nearly burned the building up
    But the hornets left to stay.
    When summer bloom began to fade
    And winter to carouse,
    We banked the little building
    With a heap of hemlock boughs
    But when the crust was on the snow
    And the sullen skies were gray,
    In sooth the building was no place
    Where one could wish to stay
    We did our duties promptly;
    There one purpose swayed the mind.
    We tarried not nor lingered long
    On what we left behind
    The torture of that icy seat
    Would made a Spartan sob,
    For needs must scrape the gooseflesh
    With a lacerating cob
    That from a frost-encrusted nail
    Was suspended by a string –
    My father was a frugal man
    And wasted not a thing
    When grandpa had to “go out back”
    And make his morning call,
    We’d bundled up the dear old man
    With a muffler and a shawl
    I knew the hole on which he sat
    ‘Twas padded all around,
    And once I dared to sit there;
    ‘Twas all too wide, I found.
    My loins were all too little
    And I jack-knifed there to stay;
    They had to come and get me out
    Or I’d have passed away.
    Then father said ambition
    Was a thing small boys should shun,
    And I must use the children’s hole
    Till childhood days were done.
    But still I marvel at the craft
    That cut those holes so true;
    The baby hole and the slender hole
    That fitted Sister Sue.
    That dear old country landmark!
    I’ve tramped around a not
    And in the lap of luxury
    My lot has been to sit,
    But ere I die I‘ll eat the fruit
    Of trees I robbed of yore,
    Then seek the shanty where my name
    Is carved upon the door
    I ween the old familiar smell
    Will soothe my jaded soul;
    I’m now a man, but none the less
    I’ll try the children’s hole.

    A Chamber Pot is a portable container used as a toilet in the bedroom. The chamber pot was generally made of metal or ceramic and placed in a piece of furniture such as a bench or stool with a lid for covering the chamber pot. The chamber maids were entrusted with the work of emptying and cleaning the chamber pots.
    The chamber pot was called many names in Guyana including “Posey”, “Po”, and “Tenny”. The historical pot dates back to the middle ages. The introduction of inside water closets started to displace chamber pots in the 19th century but such pots were in common use until the mid-20th century. Chamber pots are still used today in the rural areas of Guyana and have been redesigned as the bedpan for use with the very ill around the globe.
    Evolutionary theorist, Charles Darwin once said, “It is not the strongest of the species that survive, or the most intelligent, but the one most responsive to change.” Since the Industrial Revolution, when the speed of change really started picking up, society has been transforming accordingly.
    It began with a shift from a rural, agrarian society to an urban, industrial society. Fewer workers were needed to cultivate greater crops, so more people moved to big cities to take factory jobs. That led to a whole range of changes in lifestyle, family structure, culture and values. The computer revolution that started around 25 years ago sent the rate of change into its exponential rise. It is the hope that as we will adapt to the changing world and that we take time out to reflect how far we have come and what may exist beyond the horizon of tomorrow.

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — July 6, 2012 @ 12:04 pm | Reply

  179. I am going to write about my Dad, Mum & we three girls, who lived in Guyana from 1935 to 1970(in my case). My Dad was Major S.W. Henwood, the Bandmaster of the B,G,Militia Band. We came from England but spent many years in British Guiana. My sisters & I went to Bishop’s High School & all 3 of us got married there & had our children born there. All of us subsequently left Guyana, in my case – Canada, also Vivienne, my sister did too. My oldest sister, Philippa went to England with her family. My Mum & Dad had previously returned to England & passed away there in the sixties. Dad was also the Conductor of the Philharmonic Orchestra.

    Comment by Erica (Henwood) Gomes — July 23, 2012 @ 12:20 pm | Reply

    • Really Erica? Fancy seeing you on here! Your Dad and Mom and my Parents were dear friends, as you know. This has become a very small world You are the first person I actually know on this site! Take care!

      Comment by Nora Johnson Kawalec — December 27, 2012 @ 1:08 pm | Reply

    • Yes. I remember ‘Hips Henwood’ at the Bandstand on Camp Street. Did you do ‘Balet Dancing’ ?? If you did I remember you as one of my sisters, Pansy did also and my Mother maintained the costumes.

      Comment by Louis C. Kellman — July 5, 2014 @ 1:03 am | Reply

  180. Hi, what an amazing website! My name is Susan Judith Rutland nee Hutson. I am the daughter of Duncan McRae Hutson & Muriel Jean Barlow & granddaughter of Charles McRae Hutson of Georgetown British Guiyana. His wife Gertrude who had three children, Joan, Duncan & Peter was my grandmother. I am not sure of the dates that they lived in BG, but my sister Sally & two brothers Philip & Geoffrey and I emigrated to Australia with our parents in 1964, and all we know is that Charles came from Georgetown. All my parents generation are deceased now so we cannot ask anyone about the history, but I remember my granddad with very tanned skin, and he passed away when I was 7yrs old about 1956 in Surrey England. We would love to discover our family roots, and believe that they owned a plantation of some substance and lived in a very nice home that was sold and turned into a government building many year later. Can anyone help?

    Comment by Susan Judith Rutland nee Hutson — July 26, 2012 @ 1:10 pm | Reply

    • //

      Try here there is a photo of Charles Hutson 1961

      Comment by Ron — June 11, 2014 @ 5:45 pm | Reply

    • Dear Susan,

      I have been collecting information about some branches the Barlow family. Please feel free to contact me at sprucegrouse @ (leaving out the spaces, of course) if you’d like to know more about the 19th century forebears, particularly those named Jean.

      Comment by Bruce — September 1, 2015 @ 1:32 am | Reply

    • Hi Susan. I have a lot of information on the Barlow family. My grandparents were John Patrick and Theodore Jane Barlow. They lived at Sophia’s Hope. I have a few photos of the estate. Would love to hear from you.


      Comment by Pat Morgan — September 7, 2015 @ 8:42 am | Reply

    • Hello, the name Duncan McRae Hutson caught my attention because of your family association with the house in Main Street Georgetown, a fine heritage building, which now houses the Walter Roth Museum of Anthropology. My great grandfather John Bradshaw Sharples is supposed to have built it circa 1890 but I was never certain as to whether it was built specifically for the Hon Hutson or whether he purchased it at a later date. Would you know? It was sold to the Guyana Government in the 1940s. I also happen to have a photograph of your parent’s grave which is in the St Sidwell’s church yard.

      Comment by Wayne McWatt — November 14, 2017 @ 3:02 am | Reply

      • Hi. I am related to the Barlow. They lived at Sophia’s hope and also lettertee my grandparents were Jane Theodore and John Patrick Barlow. My grandmother was married before to ….. Davis but he died when my mother was young from ? Blood poisoning. My mother was grace Doreen Davis. Jane Theodore then married John Patrick Barlow. Would love to hear from you. Grace Doreen married Eric basil chapman who at one time worked in the outback and then worked for bookers in new Amsterdam.

        Comment by Pat morgan — November 14, 2017 @ 6:36 pm

  181. Dear Susan,
    I never met your grandfather or heard of him but I suggest you type in his full names in the search space on your computer and google it. You will find interesting bits and pieces of information which may help you.

    Comment by Peter Halder — July 27, 2012 @ 2:09 pm | Reply

    • Thank you Peter, I will try that.

      Comment by Susan Judith Rutland nee Hutson — August 7, 2012 @ 12:43 pm | Reply

  182. This is an amazing website. My name is Denise Foreman-Faulkner born in Georgetown, British Guiana. I am so intrigue with the stories, vast information of the people, places, buildings and so much more. I learnt a lot of a Guyana I never knew so much of. I can remember a few things back then….I somehow like the old days but as I mentioned, I can only recall a few things. My father’s business was Foreman’s Electrical Shoe Shop which was located in the Tiger Bay area…Bentick and Queen Street. My grandfather was Tony Gonsalves, he owned a cake shop in Tiger Bay (across from a church. I remember men going there to play cards from the Customs Office in Main Street. My uncle was Father Harold Wong, priest at Sacred Heart Church and Brickdam Cathedral. I love Guyana, the country, just so beautiful and these stories made me fall in love even more. Everytime I visit Guyana….I long for something that has been taken away and is no longer there….so sad! But, hope is still there.

    I would like to have some pictures of the area of my dad’s business…..Water Street, Main Street, Bentick Street, Tiger Bay, New Market Street…..places such as Guyana Gajraj, Palm Court, Enzo Hair Style, Park Hotel, Fogartys, Bookers, Ice House, Rice Marketing Board, Golden Nugget Hotel. If anyone has pictures, I would appreciate it. Funny story, I met Godfrey Chin a few years ago in Toronto at the Caribana Last Lap and he had a hugh display of Guyana Then and Now of ancestors, places, buildings, streets, people. It was my first look at the British Guiana I was born in and was impressed at what he had collected….the only problem was that he had nothing of Foreman’s Electrical Shoe Shop. I asked Godfrey Chin about this but he had nothing.

    Comment by Denise Foreman-Faulkner — August 1, 2012 @ 7:14 am | Reply

  183. I remember Foreman’s very well. Next to it, going west, was Shaw’s Printery and then London Hotel Bar and Club where I used to play billiards. The church may have been the Salvation Army Church. For photos, you may try By the way, Godrey Chin has passed away.

    Comment by Peter Halder — August 1, 2012 @ 11:42 pm | Reply

  184. I was born 1960….and I do not recall the names of the places you’ve mentioned……Are these places going towards “German’s” place in “New Market” ? I do recall a printery. I have checked out the site you provided, and did not find anything. I have been looking for a while now on various sites at all pictures posted but so far nothing. Some pictures goes way back that I don’t know the area to look that way…..everything seemed to be very close to each other such as houses, offices and businesses. Thanks a lot!!!
    Oh, I did read that Godrey Chin had passed….I don’t know anything really about him other than what I have read on this blog. I can say that he was attempting to connect Guyana and its people back to their roots… transforming the face of culture and people as being of “Oneness” through his exhibit when I met him…….for that, I would say, he made his contribution to Guyana and that is always a good thing… ..May he rest in peace.

    Comment by Denise Foreman-Faulkner — August 6, 2012 @ 9:53 pm | Reply

  185. Hi Denise,
    I information I gave was dated in the 1950s, before you were born.

    Comment by Peter Halder — August 7, 2012 @ 12:27 am | Reply

  186. Melanie Fiona Hallim was born on July 4, 1983, in Toronto, Canada.[3][4] She is the daughter and second child of Guyanese immigrant parents, who immigrated to Canada in the late 1970s.[3][5] Her parents are of African, Indian, and Portuguese descent.[1] Her father was a janitor before working in finance, and her mother worked in banking.[3] Hallim began writing songs at age 16.[6] Living in a music filled household, Hallim says she always knew music was her passion. Her father was a guitarist in a band and would allow her to sit on the stage when she was younger as he practiced, and remembers her mother playing music at home; from The Ronettes to Whitney Houston.
    Fiona’s debut album The Bridge was released in 2009, having collaborated with Future Cut, Vada Nobles, Stereotypes, J. Phoenix and Peter Wade Keusch. The debut single “Give It to Me Right” was sent to radio stations on February 28, 2009, and peaked at number 20 on the Canadian Hot 100 chart and number 41 on the UK Singles Chart.[2] The second single, “It Kills Me“, became her breakout song on the Billboard Hot 100 where it entered the Top 50, along with topping the Hot R&B/Hip-Hop Songs chart. The song earned Fiona a Grammy Award nomination for Best Female R&B Vocal Performance. The Bridge also earned her a NAACP Image Award nomination for Outstanding New Artist. In 2012 Fiona won two Grammy Awards for Best Traditional R&B Performance for the song “Fool for You” with Cee Lo Green.
    Awards and nominations
    BET Awards[22]
    • 2010, Best New Artist (nominated)
    • 2010, Best Female R&B Artist (nominated)
    • 2010, BET Centric Award (nominated)
    • 2010, Video of the Year “It Kills Me” (nominated)
    • 2012, Best Female R&B Artist (nominated)
    Grammy Awards
    • 2010, Best Female R&B Vocal Performance: “It Kills Me” (nominated)[7]
    • 2011, Best Rap/Sung Collaboration: “Wake Up! Everybody” with John Legend, The Roots & Common (nominated)
    • 2012, Best Traditional R&B Performance: “Fool for You” w/ Cee-Lo Green (won)
    • 2012, Best R&B Song: “Fool for You” w/ Cee-Lo Green (won),presented to the songwriter
    NAACP Image Awards
    • 2010, Outstanding New Artist (nominated)
    Juno Awards
    • 2010, R&B/Soul Recording of the Year: The Bridge (nominated)[8]
    • 2012, R&B/Soul Recording: Gone and Never Coming Back (won)
    Soul Train Music Awards
    • 2010, Best New Artist (won)
    Eska Music Awards
    • 2010, Best Album: The Bridge (won)[23]
    Source – Wikepedia – Melanie Fiona

    Melanie Fiona Gone and Never Coming Back with Lyrics – YouTube

    ► 3:53 10, 2010 – 4 min – Uploaded by greeneyedsoul14
    Melanie Fiona Gone and Never Coming Back with Lyrics … gone and not comin back hes …

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — August 25, 2012 @ 1:14 pm | Reply


    Lulu – To Sir With Love – YouTube

    ► 2:49 4, 2009 – 3 min – Uploaded by 45rpmSINGLES
    1964 Shout 1964 Can’t Hear You No More 1964 Here Comes the Night 1965 Satisfied 1965 …

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — August 25, 2012 @ 2:05 pm | Reply

  188. Hi just found your site when searching for my wife’s neighbour Samual Lushington Ambrose in Asline Rd Sheffield England from 1963 to 1969??
    Samuel was married to Barbara and came to England from then British Guyana to work for a local company “Jacobs” who made chucks for drills.
    They had 2 children Tony & Susan both born early to mid 60’s.
    We believe that Samual & Barbara went back to Guyana and that Tony may be living & working in London.
    If anyone knows the family or could advise where we may find more information… would be greatly appreciated.
    Eric & Gail Baines ( formerly Belcher)

    Comment by Eric Baines — September 11, 2012 @ 9:23 pm | Reply

  189. Hi I just got a little more info on my search for my uncle in guyana that maybe might help someone point me out to te right direcction. My uncle’s Dad was Raburn (Rabie) Yates and he had a brother named Billy Yates who lived in Cayman Islands and died many years ago, he left a wife (Ollie) and a daughter named Robin who later on moved to the US. My uncles Mom was Mary Azueta Batty from Belize she was my Grandma. I am looking for my other uncle and/or any of his descendants who live in Guyana. Any information will be appreciated. Thanx.

    Comment by Luis Olivares — September 13, 2012 @ 11:11 pm | Reply

    • Luis,
      I don’t know if he is related but there is a John C. Yates, a Guyanese, who used to be the Manager of the Guyana Agricultural Bank many years ago. He is retired and lives in Florida but is currently in Guyana. His e-mail is

      Comment by Peter Halder — September 17, 2012 @ 2:20 pm | Reply

  190. You may want to see pics of Guyana through the lens of our colonial past follow link
    he Flickr albums are part of the Through a Lens project in which the archives partner with “community groups across the UK to use and reuse images from the Caribbean for exhibitions, events and educational workshops,” according to the National Archives Web site. Archive curators are encouraging viewers to comment, tag and share the photos particularly those which remain unidentified. The project continues until August 31. (AP)

    • Photos can be viewed at:

    Comment by Audrey Kenyon — September 14, 2012 @ 4:40 am | Reply

    • Audrey – very interesting. Thanks for sharing.

      Comment by Pat Hunte-Cusack — September 15, 2012 @ 1:16 pm | Reply

      • Thank you also, I will check it out

        Comment by Dmitri Allicock — September 15, 2012 @ 1:17 pm

  191. Riveting story of the ongoing battle for survival and defying the ravages of the Atlantic. The ballet grand allegro and rhythm of rich cultural life is showcased at a glance.
    The application and vital history of the seawalls is not overlooked as 90 percent of Guyanese continue to extra life and harmonically live below sea level, enjoying the rich clay of fertility- embraced by the might of the Amazon and Atlantic.

    The Seawall, Tales of the Guyana Coast ( Complete film ) – YouTube

    ► 52:11…Aug 31, 2012 – 52 min – Uploaded by rayokril
    Director and Camera: Ray Kril Script and Co Diretcor: Rupert Roopnaraine Sound and …

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — September 24, 2012 @ 6:13 pm | Reply

  192. The Seawall, Tales of the Guyana Coast – film
    This is a film about the ongoing battle to build and maintain the sea defences of Guyana. It gives a historical perspective as the earlier Dutch and English planters and Governors had to battle the sea and the flood from rainfall as well. The rising sea levels, if they occur, will make the sea defences even more difficult to control flooding during high tides.
    Read more of this post

    Comment by DMITRI ALLICOCK — September 24, 2012 @ 6:16 pm | Reply

  193. New post on Guyanese Online

    The Special Story of Nancy Allicock (1820-1848) by Dmitri Allicock
    by guyaneseonline


    By Dmitri Allicock For the Guyanese Online Blog

    The rhythm of life alongside the peaceful and pristine black waters of Upper Demerara holds many secrets of forgotten history of the past two centuries. The story of Nancy Allicock my three times great grandmother is one of those forgotten treasures of antiquity and a lost age.

    Nancy Allicock was probable the most recognized and remembered one of the nine children of Robert Frederick Allicock of Upper Demerara and plantations Noitgedacht and Retrieve. Very little personal information have survived and the life stories of the children are now lost to time and the fog of history. Read more of this post…

    Comment by Dmitri allicock — October 14, 2012 @ 12:20 am | Reply

  194. New post on Guyanese Online

    Myths, Legends, Folktales and Fables of Guyanaby guyaneseonline

    Myths, Legends, Folktales and Fables of Guyana
    By Dmitri Allicock for the Guyaneseonline blog

    The practices of Myths, legends, folktales and fables is said to provide continuity and stability to a culture. They foster a shared set of perspectives, values, history and literature, in the stories themselves. Through these communal tales, we are connected to one another, to our ancestors, to the natural world surrounding us, and to society; and, in the myths which have universal themes; we are connected to other cultures. Through their authoritativeness and the respected characters within them, myths establish a culture’s customs, rituals, religious tenets, laws, social structures, power hierarchies, territorial claims, arts and crafts, holidays and other recurring events, and technical tips for hunting, warfare, and other endeavors. Read more of this post

    Comment by Dmitri allicock — October 16, 2012 @ 3:03 am | Reply

  195. D’Mitri, How are you? I wonder if you know of anyone who has written a full documentary of 1964 massacre in Wismar & Georgetown? including the histroy of development at least 10 later or until the Jamestown brew. This is very important. Would I able to find any such recording in USA? Thanks. Keep up the good work. Thanks Mohini

    Comment by Mohini Singh — October 20, 2012 @ 1:34 pm | Reply

  196. hello I wonder if you can help I want to track down my great grandmothers death cerificate I have a date but no address for her life in Guyana I have 3 names for her. do you know where I could start
    many thanks Linda Chan

    Comment by Linda Chan — October 23, 2012 @ 12:01 am | Reply

  197. You can contact or have someone contact the: Registrar of Births, Deaths and Marriages, GPO Building, Robb Street, Georgetown, Guyana. The tel. numbers are 592-226-3556; 592-226-9836; 592-226-6673; or Contact a Guyana Embassy, High Commission or Consulate-General in the country in which you live.
    Peter Halder

    Comment by Peter Halder — October 23, 2012 @ 11:48 am | Reply

  198. I am really hoping that someone can help me here. I decided I would like to research the family tree as I realised that I knew very little about my father – Eric Basil Chapman. He was born in Barbados in December 1910. He met my mother Grace Doreen Davis in Guyana and they married. They had 3 children – Norma Audrey, George Eric (known as “Jon”) and me Patricia Ann. I understand Dad was the District Commissioner in the ??1930’s. He also worked for Bookers and was based in Berbice. (I remember the dentist Mr. Wong who tried to treat me when I had an abcess in my mouth but had to give up due to my kicking and screaming!!!) I also wonder if anyone knew of a George Henry Davis – he married my grandmother Theodore Jane Bennett but sadly died when my mother was very young. Beryl Joyce was my mother’s sister. I would l ike to know anything about him as I have cutlery which has his initials on it. Thedore Jane then married John Patrick Barlow. They lived at Sophia’s Hope, Mahaicony and had two children – Marie Eugene (known as “Jean”) and Maurice Patrick. Jean married Bonnie Lalljee and lived in Berbice and later on emigrated to St. Lucia with my grandparents. Maurice married Daphne Manley. Would really love to hear from anyone who knew any of the above.

    Comment by Pat. Morgan (nee Chapman) — October 29, 2012 @ 10:29 am | Reply

    • Pat,
      There were two Chapman families I recall living in Georgetown, though there were others in New Amsterdam, Berbice. There was a Mr Chapman who was Secretary/Manager of Weiting and Richter Oil Mills on Water Street. He lived in a two-storeyed building on Croal Street. He and his wife had many children, including two twins. One daughter was married to an Albert Shanks and the last, Ann, is married to Derek Spooner and they live in Toronto, Canada. I worked in District Administration for five years and never heard of a Chapman who was a District Commissioner..
      Another was Edward Chapman and his wife who lived at 216 Lamaha Street, North Cummingsburg. He was married to an English lady. She returned to England after his death.
      Then there was, according to a post I read, a Sir Frederick Chapman who was born in Guyana in 1815 and became Governor of Bermuda in 1867-1970.

      Comment by Peter Halder — October 31, 2012 @ 10:15 pm | Reply

      • Hi,
        I forgot to mention that Clement was the first name of the Chapman on Croal Street, near Austin Place,

        Comment by Peter Halder — October 31, 2012 @ 10:34 pm

    • Hi,

      I am Jason Barlow, Son Of Andrew Barlow who was the son of Maurice.. I know all the Barlows 😉

      Comment by Jason Barlow — October 11, 2014 @ 3:25 pm | Reply

      • Hello Jason:
        Our family has a connection to the Barlow family of Sophia’s Hope and I’d be interested in learning more about the Barlows, who are well known to you. You can reach me at Trevsaq at

        Comment by trevsaq — August 20, 2015 @ 4:44 am

  199. Thank you so much for coming back to me. Sadly none of the Chapmans you mention are related. I am not sure which area dad was the District Commissioner. He was born in Barbados and then went to Guyana. Dad was born in 1910. At one time they lived in Blairmont and then Berbice and prior to us coming to the UK they lived in Georgetown. My brother Geroge Eric (n/a John) worked on one of the estates, but can’t remember which one. He married Dorothy Ann Yearwood. Any other information you have on the names mentioned would be great to hear from you.

    Kind regards.


    Comment by Pat/ — October 31, 2012 @ 10:51 pm | Reply

  200. Also, may be helpful, dad worked for Bookers. I seem to remember we lived on 4 Main & King Street(??) in Berbice. It was a house on the corner.

    Comment by Pat/ — October 31, 2012 @ 10:55 pm | Reply

  201. Okay. There is a Sheila Chapman whose parents I am told owned a business at Strand, New Amsterdam. She is married to retired Attorney and Judge Donald Trotman. Their son Raphael Trotman is the Speaker of the National Assembly and Senior Official of the Alliance For Change (AFC) political party. If that Chapman is possibly related to you it would be simple to contact Donald or Raphael via the Guyana Telephone Directory. I live in Virginia, USA and I do not have one. The AFC would also have an e-mail address which you can locate by checking its website.

    Comment by Peter Halder — November 1, 2012 @ 11:40 pm | Reply

  202. Hi – thank you so much for coming back to me. Sadly the family you mention are not related.

    Kind regards. Pat

    Comment by Pat. — November 2, 2012 @ 8:55 am | Reply

  203. Hi, I have tried to find your e-mailadress but…

    You are the only one who can help me to find out where i lived in Mackenzie in 1961 with my mother and father.
    Can you please help me to locate the exact place where these pictures are taken?
    Can you show it on a map??

    Thank you for helping out,

    Comment by Peter Kalma — November 18, 2012 @ 6:39 pm | Reply

    • *Good morning Thomas,*

      *My sincere condolence on the recent passing of Dr Sahai, I never got to know him but knew of him via the family connections. Wilma Sahai ne Binning belongs to the great family of Manly Binning who was so precious to our family research and documentation. I am in frequent contact with her sisters Deanna and Norma keeping the spirit of friendship and family going. My email is ***

      *Looking forward to hearing from you,*

      *Best regards,*

      *Dmitri Allicock*

      On Mon, Nov 19, 2012 at 8:48 AM, Guyana Then And Now wrote:

      > ** > Peter Kalma commented: “Hi, I have tried to find your e-mailadress > but… You are the only one who can help me to find out where i lived in > Mackenzie in 1961 with my mother and father. Can you please help me to > locate the exact place where these pictures are taken? Can you ” >

      Comment by Dmitri Allicock — November 19, 2012 @ 4:09 pm | Reply

  204. I came across this site by accident and I am so happy that I did.. My name is David Melville and my parents are David Leslie Melville who married Bibi Lila Spooner in 1952. There were 11 children by my moms parents, Charles Isaac Spooner and Bibi Mariam Spooner nee Khan.. I am trying to find someone who knew the family and would have a picture of my grandmother since none of the children have any pictures and none of the grand children has ever seen what she looks like, If anyone can help me out, it would be greatly appreciated.

    Comment by David Melville — November 28, 2012 @ 2:11 am | Reply

    • Hello David: I wonder whether you’re related to David Seton Melville? His father also had the same name who lived for a time in British Guiana in the early 1800s. David Melville Snr came to Adelaide, South Australia in early 1840s. His son, DM Jnr had sons called Leslie, Hugh, Hamilton who fought at Ladysmith etc. Any relation? Pieta.

      Comment by Pieta Thornton — January 27, 2013 @ 6:28 am | Reply

    • My grandmother was Irene Augusta Spooner, whom i understand was a Portuguese from Barbados. Still trying to trace her…My father’s dna shows some percentage of South Asian. Do you know if there was such a name in the family. Irene got two children in TT then on to Guyana where the family expanded. Here mother was called Dashie…..Grateful for any leads

      Comment by Gail holder — August 12, 2019 @ 3:31 am | Reply

  205. Rita, you brought tears to my eyes knowing that I do have people out there. I have gotten to a dead end, can’t find no information about my grand father William (Ganga) Ransahoye or his father. Grand Pa Willie brother James Ramsahoye had stayed with us for a long time before he passed.One of his son Harold “Ganga” Ramsahoye is in England his wife’s name is Nancy. He worked with Banks DIH had 3 kids when he left Guyana. My mother is Sarah, her sister Mariam had a photo of their father & grand father on her wall, her children doesn’t know what happened to it. It only a memory to me. I wish you can let me in on some of the history you found. This family is huge.But where are they? All Willie’s children are gone, my uncle James had quite a few kids too. I am longing to find a family who knew more. Thanks.

    Comment by Mohini Singh — December 8, 2012 @ 8:21 pm | Reply

    • Hi Mohini:
      It’s good to hear from you. But as far I know James Ramsahoye did not have a brother. The younger James has several brothers but none of them are named “Willie” or William and the younger James is still alive. I’m sorry but I think that your James is a different person than my Grandpa.

      Comment by Rita Gomes — December 10, 2012 @ 11:13 pm | Reply

  206. A list of some persons who lived in colonial British Guiana. Check out the website

    Comment by Peter Halder — December 11, 2012 @ 1:04 pm | Reply

  207. Rita, My great Grand father is John James Ransahoye of Buxton, deceased I don’t know when! He had 3 sons & 1 daughter. William, James & I don’t know the others. William Kids are:- Solomon a dentist here in USA 1950, Samuel, Marian, Sarah, Joseph was secty of state (GUYANA) early 70’s until he passed late 90’s. His son is current Attoreny General of Guyana and Cyril. James had about 6 kids Ruth, Baban, Harold the rest I don’t know. This family was well respected by Buxtonians because of Business & their connections with the British Government, the rail road etc. & the natives they rescued during the slavery period. As a kid a teacher told me the story when I pointed out my Grand PA Willie’s house to her on a school trip to Buxton. From then on I was cherished by all the black teachers of the district. I am sorry if this is not your family’s route. I’ll keep searching.

    Comment by Mohini Singh — December 11, 2012 @ 5:26 pm | Reply

    • HiMohini:
      I notice that you spell your great grandfather’s last name as RaNsahoye. Is that a typo? My grandfather’s last name is spelled RaMsahoye.

      Comment by Rita Gomes — December 11, 2012 @ 9:36 pm | Reply

      • It is a typo mistake. Ramsahoye.

        Comment by Mohini Singh — December 13, 2012 @ 1:29 am

  208. my wife and mother in law said: Everybody knew the Band Leader who played at the Bandstand… MIL said: “Erica married that GOMES guy……..Erica was a friend of my sister and she used to live in Kitty”

    Comment by Lloyd ROWSELL — December 27, 2012 @ 5:50 pm | Reply

  209. For the sake of accuracy, there is no Secretary of State in Guyana and never has been. The equivalent in Guyana is Minister of Foreign Affairs. With Independence in 1966, the Hon S.S. Ramphal became Minister of Foreign Affairs. I worked in his Ministry from 1970-1975. He was succeeded as Minister by Mr Fred Wills, followed by Mr Rashleigh Jackson. The cuurent Attorney-General in Guyana is Mr Anil Nandalall who succeed Mr Ramson. I know a Ramsahoye family who lived on Church Street. The sons were Attorney Dr Fenton Ramsahoye, Dr Walter Ramsahoye who is a Neuro-Surgeon and Professor Lyttleton Ramsahoye who is an Engineer. A sister, Yvonne Ramsahoye was once a top hockey player in Guyana. I am in touch with her since we worked at one time in the Guyana Information Services (GIS).

    Comment by Peter Halder — December 28, 2012 @ 3:22 pm | Reply

  210. Hi…..I hope it’s ok to butt in on this “conversation” hoping that those who have a closer attachment to Guyana/British Guiana than I can help me.

    I’m looking for genealogical information that might be available on census records from the 1920s and 30s. Does anyone know how I might locate those? I live in Canada and have access to Ancestry, Family Search, and other family history sites but none of them has Guyanese records of any kind.

    Thanks in advance.
    Cathy in Canada

    Comment by Cathy — December 31, 2012 @ 7:23 pm | Reply

  211. Hi Cathy,
    No problem “butting in.” In the 1920s and 1930s, Guyana was a colony of the Great Britain. I therefore suggest you contact the British Archives or the British Foreign and Commonwealth Office for the information you seek. Happy New Year!

    Comment by Peter Halder — January 2, 2013 @ 2:30 pm | Reply

  212. Thank you so much, Peter. I’ll give those a try!

    Comment by Cathy — January 4, 2013 @ 11:04 pm | Reply

  213. Hello folks, it was heartwarming to read the posts on this site. For those of you who were in Guyana during the Demba days, my father was chauffeur there and he often took the geologists around. During the disturbances in the 1960s it was those whom he had taken on a trip into the interior who helped him find his family at the Kissoon Bond in Georgetown, then chartered a seaplane and took us all to the Waipatoosie Island in the Essequibo where we were safe. We lived at Kara Kara village at that time. My father’s name was Baldwin Persaud and I would so much like to thank the persons who helped us at that time. My parents are both dead now but I have not forgetten that my gratitude is still owed to persons unknown to me.
    I really started this comment to tell those persons who are looking for records that our National Archives , aka the Walter Rodney Archives is online and maybe you can make contact to access research material there. So good luck and God Bless you all.
    Ursulla Persaud-Ramdayal.

    Comment by Ursulla Persaud-Ramdayal — January 5, 2013 @ 7:57 pm | Reply

    • Hello Ursulla, cannot say that your Father might have been our Chauffeur but we did have a wonderful man named Persaud that drove for us, he was so smart and knew how to manage the incoming visitors, he would always bring the women a flower for the start of their visit to British Guiana. My Father worked for Sprostons, not Demba.

      Comment by Margot — August 26, 2014 @ 5:30 am | Reply

  214. Hi Cathy

    Please let me know how you get on as I did not have much luck. I was told that I would need to contact the Guyanese people to find out informationn as they did not hold records. I am desperate to find out more information about George Henry Davis, The Barlow family who owned a plantation at Sophia’s Hope, Mahaicony and also my parents Grace and Eric Chapman – so far no joy.


    Comment by Pat Morgan — January 6, 2013 @ 12:30 pm | Reply

    • Hello Pat,

      I’ve sent messages to both the British Archives and FCO… reply yet but it has been only a few days. I will post if I hear anything.

      Comment by Cathy — January 6, 2013 @ 6:28 pm | Reply

      • Here is the reply I received from the (British) National Archives:

        “Thank you for contacting the National Archives of the United Kingdom.

        There are many Colonial Office records relating to British Guiana, but mainly administrative and cover correspondence between the Colonial Office in London and the Colonial Government in Guiana. These records are original and cannot be accessed online, although you can search the catalogue to see what material is available. For the period of the 1920s and 1930s I am afraid there will be little or no genealogical sources in the National Archives. Outward passenger lists can be searched and downloaded; these are lists of ship passengers who left the UK between 1890 and 1960 (BT 27) on

        For this period the archives of Guyana will hold more relevant material. You should contact the National Archives of Guyana

        Yours sincerely

        Mark Pearsall
        Advice and Records Knowledge Department”

        Comment by Cathy — January 7, 2013 @ 9:17 pm

  215. I came across this site quite by accident – I was a British Soldier serving in BG 1963/64 and it was a wonderful place to be. I would dearly like to return one day, but I’m told things have changed a great deal in the last 50 year. I would welcome a Guyanese ;pen friend;,
    Colin Eastland

    Comment by Colin Eastland — January 6, 2013 @ 5:26 pm | Reply

    • Hello Colin, As a soldier who served in Guyana, making contact with the Guyana Legion would help in sourcing friends from Guyana. Please check out to make contact or failing that make contact with the Administrative Secretary Ms. Luna Chung at e-mail Ursulla

      Comment by Ursulla Persaud-Ramdayal — January 7, 2013 @ 2:01 pm | Reply

  216. Hi Colin, I welcome your friendship and would love to correspond with you. My email is Hoping to hear from you.
    Dmitri Allicock

    Comment by Dmitri Allicock — January 6, 2013 @ 7:11 pm | Reply

  217. Dear Collin, I was very young when the disturbance occured in Guyana 1962 & 1964. I “had” great respect for the BR army, but during the 1964 massacre at Wismar & having to witness it firsthand as a child left me with such a scar that 50 years later the memory still so fresh. Better yet, to witness the BR army raided the East Indians homes for weapons while they were brutalized by the blacks(bounded, beaten raped,killed & thrown into the fire of their homes)how in the world the British Gov’t collaborated with the Burnham Gov’t they put into place & help destroy a hard working nation. I stood at my window & watch the Br soldiers rampageously destroy the gardens. One soldier looked up & saw me taking in the scene, that face is engraved in my memory & always hope that one day we might cross path. Forgiving is one thing forgetting???I wish I could.

    Comment by Mohini Singh — January 7, 2013 @ 3:34 pm | Reply

  218. Dear Mohini, I am naturally extremely sorry to learn of your traumatic experiences at the hands of British Troops in Guiana, I guess I must share some of the associated guilt for those unforgivable acts. During 1963 and 64 (I left in June 64) I was a telegraphist (wireless operator) based in Georgetown working a radio link back to the Foreign Office in London, I was not an infantry soldier and I never went on patrol to Wismar or anywhere else for that matter. I can truthfully report that I neither took part or witnessed the events you describe. I enjoyed every minute of my time in British Guiana and I was extremely sad to leave. Apart from occasionally drinking too much ‘Russian Bear’ rum, I have a clear conscience, but I suspect some of my contemporaries may not. Yours sincerely Colin Eastland

    Comment by Colin Eastland — January 7, 2013 @ 3:54 pm | Reply

    • My father’s name was Sookraj Janki. He was one of the owners of McKenzie garage and also owned the yellow buses that take workers to the bauxite plant. I was about 6 yrs old during that chaotic time in Guiana. I do remember one of the British soldiers lifting me up in his arms and bringing me along with my other 6 sisters and 1 brother to safety aboard the ferry that took us to Georgetown. I also remember staying for weeks as refugees in Kissions(spelling) warehouse. They provided mattress and food for hundreds of people. I cannot remember the exact location. My paternal grandmother was from Wismar.

      Comment by Shani Janki — August 9, 2014 @ 12:18 am | Reply

  219. Having read the Wismar Commission Report I find the repeated use of the word massacre does not reconcile with the number of persons killed, five (5) of indian descent , injuries and the horrible rapes of women were many and the loss of property due to arson resulting in the dislocation of families and a way of life and the psychological effects very sad and inexcusable, massacre connotes, at least to me, a completely different picture altogether. Nelson Mandela, the great man, is a shining example of how to move forward positively, from decades of massacres, injustice, bigotry and racisim. Reconciliation, truth and peace.

    Comment by Barbara malins-Smith — January 7, 2013 @ 9:59 pm | Reply

  220. I have very fond memories of BG –I was there when I was very young but remember alot (end of 1959 to 1963) parents stayed one more year after that. My Father(William J. Clarke) was a Mining Engineer for Reynolds Metal Co. up the Berbice River in Kwakwani. I went to a school one year in Georgetown called St.Gabriels(Convent of the Good Shepherd) and also was in Georgetown in 1962 when the first disturbance happened there and ended up Father coming getting me and we stayed on a crew barge up and around New Amsterdamn for about two weeks or more with others which was gaurded on the roof by BR Army. Which also what I have read some the CIA had some to do with that. As far as the Country as a kid it was great and was always getting into trouble going into the Jungle with other kids in Kwakwani because as kids never thought that something might just eat you or just get lost. Do remember twice getting into some serious trouble with my parents. People there where always nice . Father made Go Carts(three or four) in Kwakwani using wheel barrow tires/wheels and Chain Saw engines for the motors and ever Sunday have races on a small round bicycle track that was there. Dad also was raising a sunk barge on the Berbice River and found a Cannon which he just stumbled over since you all know you can’t see much in the rivers. Turned out right there up on a hill which the jungle took over there was a Dutch outpost of some kind that used to be there. The cannon was taken back to Kwakwani and was put on a carrage that Dad had made and it was in front of the swimming pool that was there(yea go figure middle of the jungle in like a mining camp and a swimming pool) Anyhow not sure what ever happened to that old cannon. Back then there was some bad things that did happen but as a kid I remember alot of good things good people.

    Comment by Terry Clarke — January 7, 2013 @ 11:04 pm | Reply

    • Hi Terry Clarke, I also went to St.Gabriels(Convent of the Good Shepherd) school. I left in 1959 when I went to Lodge School in Barbados. My brother Terry left the convent in 1960, joining his 3 brothers in Barbados. Terry and myself were boarders as my parents lived in Watooka, Mackenzie. Dad worked for Demba. Mum was a Sue-a-quan and her family has various businesses in G’town. Fortunately, all us boys were at school in Barbados when the riots happened in Wismar so I didn’t know what happened. My parents never spoke about it ..For myself, I find it really difficult to understand how many of the people who took part in the riots would have worked together at Demba and were perhaps ‘friends’ workmates…..fighting each other. I am glad that I wasn’t there. I last visited Mackenzie in 1999 when Dad past away and I was saddened to see what had become of Watooka, Mackenzie and even G’town. I am glad that my memories are of happier times. My Uncle Ben Ho lived in Kwakwani for many years. I remember that the British Army were stationed in Watooka and they lived in 2 houses where I lived in Riverside Drive.

      Comment by Nigel Ho — April 21, 2013 @ 10:02 am | Reply

  221. Hi – thank you so much for coming back to me. I will try the one listed. I hope you get somewhere as well. Keep in touch and let me know.


    Comment by Pat.Morgan — January 8, 2013 @ 9:53 am | Reply

  222. Pat, Since I began looking into my ancestors history approx 7 years now, I learnt that the Burnham Gov’t has ordered all the indentured people records destroyed after he became Pres.. Since my ancestors came from India by boat in the 1800s, I searched based on little info. I accumulated. I wrote twice to the British archive hoping they will have records of the number of people, ships & ships name, they used to transport these people from their homeland. I wrote to the Birth & Death registry in Guyana to no avail. I wish you can help me as to where else to search. I am at the bottom of the jar of my family link so I have very little clue to use. Thanks Mo.

    Comment by Mohini Singh — January 8, 2013 @ 2:16 pm | Reply

    • Mohini, You could try the website of The Immigrant Ship Transcribers Guild. This page from the site gives a list of ships (with dates) that brought indentured labourers from India to British Guiana:
      There’s a facility to search individual ships, but the transcription is an ongoing voluntary process, and you need luck to find what you’re looking for.
      The website of The Guyana-British Guiana Genealogy Society has a page listing the relevant holdings of the National Archives (Walter Rodney Museum):
      However the only way to access this is to travel to Guyana and visit the archives in person, or get a friend or relative living there to do it for you. It simply can’t be done on-line. Good luck, Bernard

      Comment by Bernard Abraham — January 13, 2013 @ 9:52 am | Reply

      • Bernard, Thanks for the info.

        Comment by Mohini Singh — February 4, 2013 @ 2:49 pm

    • Mohini Singh wrote: “I learnt that the Burnham Gov’t has ordered all the indentured people records destroyed after he became Pres.” Where on earth did you get such information from that you are publishing on the internet? Where is your proof?

      Comment by Elizabeth Jonas — April 13, 2014 @ 7:52 pm | Reply

  223. Hi Mohini

    I have also tried the sites you mentioned but have also written off to http://www/ Don’t hold out much hope. I am also registered with My Ancestery and have been able to gain limited information. Have also spoken to Guyanese HC but they were most unhelpful and told me I would need to contact Guyana direct. If you have any joy let me know.

    I will look back on other contacts and come back to you if I think there are any which could help you,


    Comment by Pat.Morgan — January 8, 2013 @ 6:10 pm | Reply

  224. Have also tried but only done this today.

    Comment by Pat.Morgan — January 8, 2013 @ 6:13 pm | Reply

  225. Can anybody help me track people from the American Embassy 1965/6 eg.John P Crawford vice -consul — or Annalotte Moriera German consulate

    I was in Guyana in1966 –worked at the Georgetown Public Hospital laboratory and would love to hear from anybody who would know me.

    Eileen Keating (fleeting Keating)

    Comment by eileen — January 21, 2013 @ 8:26 pm | Reply

  226. Hi Elieen,
    The usual practice is for Diplomats and Consular Officers to return to their home country after assignments overseas. I would suggest you contact the Consular Divisions of the U.S.A. and German Embassies in London and seek their assistance via their Home Offices…State Department in Washington D.C. and the German Ministry of Foreign Affairs in Berlin.

    Comment by Peter Halder — January 24, 2013 @ 1:39 pm | Reply

  227. hi my name is anthony dular i was in guiana in 1962-1966 with dad oscar & mum janet also my sister denise &brother carl does anyone remember us my grandparents uncles & auntes lived in rob sreet nu 49 althougth i was very young i remeber what a beautiful and friendly place it was

    Comment by tony dular — January 27, 2013 @ 9:08 pm | Reply

  228. To:Pat. Morgan (nee Chapman)
    I recall two Chapman families one lived in New Amsterdam the has a store. Mr Chapman daughter was married to Professor Ivan Harding he was a professor in Montreal, Canada.
    The other Chapman had daughters Esther and Olive. I think Olive Chapman bwas living in Vancouver, Canada. I do not know wher she resides now. Her father worked for Bookers Sugar Estate at Blairmont Sugar Estate

    Comment by Rose — February 24, 2013 @ 5:37 am | Reply

  229. Hi Rose – thank you so much for coming back to me. Sadly neither of the Chapmans you mention are related. My father was Eric Basil Chapman – born in Barbados in 1910 and had a twin brother – Colin. Eric Basil married Grace Doreen Davis in Guyana. It is possible that his surname may have been “Chatterton” but that is only a possibility, Feel really disappointed as was hopeful someone might be able to help me. DSad also worked for Bookers and at one time they did live at Blairmont.

    Thank you once again.

    Kind regards. Pat.

    Comment by Pat morgan — February 24, 2013 @ 10:25 pm | Reply

  230. My ties to BG go back aways. My mother and her mother were born In Georgetown. My moms dad left Scotland and arrived in Guiana with little or no more money and set about. finding work. Eventually he met my grandmother , Ann Young, who later became Mrs Strang, , she wasn’t allowed to live with my grandfather, beacause she was of Asian descent. They had 8 children and grandpa went on to do well.eventually forming the Triumph Sugar Company which then merged with Bookers.

    Mom met my dad, a Bajan, when he went to work there and soon after, they left BG to live in Barbados , where I was born.

    Many years later we returned to Guyana and lived at Ogle estates for two years. I was able to visit many of the places that my mom talked about .

    I live in the US now but am so proud to be part of a West Indian heritage.

    My mom is still,alive, now living in Barbados. Does anyone remember or know of the Starng family who lived near Camp st in the 1930’s-1940’s.
    I’m also related to the Fosters, foster and company, Baileys, Vera and Jack.. George /Joan Strang of LBI.

    Robert Knowles. name.. Flo Strang.

    Comment by Robert Knowles — February 25, 2013 @ 12:06 am | Reply

    • DearRobert,

      I know all the Strang family except Robbie, who lived in the Uk. Granny Strang is in many ways the only ‘grandmother’ I knew. I knew your parents,Billy and Flo very well….they stayed with us once in Jamaica on a visit there.
      My contemporaries in the family were Jeannie and Jeffrey Bayley, Paula Foster and Bill Strang.
      The Strangs lived at 226 Camp Street and our family home was 236 Camp Street.

      I remeber Billy and Flo’s children….Alison (my namesake) and I thought the boys were Martin and Charles. So which one are you? I believe you went to my mothers prep school in Guyana on Camp Street!.

      I loved your question about anyone remembering Vera and Jack and Windsor shirts. How could one forget Vera….she always checked the label on everyone’s shirtand let them know about it if it wasn’t a Windsor! Vera was one of my mother’s best friends and we were close to the end, as i lived in Barbados fromm 1988 to 1996.

      Was sad to hear that we lost Flo this year. Sad that the previous generation is fast coming to an end. Are Alison andSteve still in Grenada?

      When you think of the number of siblings your mother had and there is not a single Strang family member left there, although all but Robbie returned after school and lived and worked in B.G. Your uncle Jimmy was my sister’s godfather…..coulld go on and on with the memories!

      Someone sent me this site yesterday and I cannot believe the number of people (from a very distant past) whose names I have run into on the site.


      Alison (Hunter) Camacho

      Comment by Alison Camacho — November 10, 2013 @ 6:37 pm | Reply

      • Alison, my name before marriage was Johnson! I too, went to your mom, (Winnie Wishart Hunter’ s school one of her first pupils!) I also knew your in-laws, Mollyband George Camacho! When we lived in New York they’d come to visit from Toronto! Nice chatting here!

        Comment by Nora kawalec — May 17, 2014 @ 9:31 pm

      • Hi Hope you don’t mind me contacting you but I have been trying to find out about my parents Grace and Eric Chapman. Since retiring I have been trying to do a family tree and realise I have hardly any information on them. Sadly they are both deceased now. They lived in New Amsterdam in the 1960’s and dad worked for Bookers on the finance side. A lot of the names mentioned I seem to remember. Mum and dad used to talk about the Wrefords (?) and Fogarty’s was on the opposite side of the road to us. My brother John used to work on the Ogle Estate and he married Dorothy Yearwood. At one point mum and dad lived on the Blairmont Estate and I remember going to the swimming pool regularly. They were friendly with Don and Dorothy Sagar. They were also friends with Nell and Winnie Sharples – one of the men was a GP. My grandparents were Theo and J.P. Barlow who lived at Sophia’s Hope. I look forward to hearing from you. Pat. Date: Sat, 17 May 2014 21:31:52 +0000 To:

        Comment by Pat Morgan — May 18, 2014 @ 8:45 am

  231. One of my relatives was a Dahlia Strang from Georgetown. Cousin Dahlia was married to my Lance Fleming{ my cousin} of Botaba, Upper Demerara.
    Lance Fleming/ Dahlia Strang- Children: Joyce, Linton, Hugh, Wesley, Lloyd, and Cleave {died in speed boat accidents in the 1970’s-no children. Her date of birthday would have been late 1900s.

    Comment by Dmitri Allicock — February 25, 2013 @ 2:29 pm | Reply

  232. Thanks for your reply, I’ll be checking with mom. Wonderful to learn. Thanks

    Comment by Robert Knowles — February 25, 2013 @ 2:31 pm | Reply

  233. You are most welcome Robert. Stay in touch.

    Comment by Dmitri Allicock — February 25, 2013 @ 2:37 pm | Reply

  234. Hello all I too stumbled across this site whilr looking for something else in what was British Guiana, I was born there in 1941 and grew up on sugar estates from C I to Diamond I got married on the 24th of August 1968 to Cecil Chabrol better known as Chabbie, his father used to be the controller of customs, my dad’s last estate was Peters Hall he was the manager the best memories of my youth were at Diamond, anyway Chabbie was a systums analyst with alcan at mackenzie, we had a fantastic time, but left guyana in 1975 when things really started to fall apart, we had one child a boy his name is Robert he works for the Toronto transit and just bought his first jeep two weeks ago, he is 41 and single, I knew Trevor Too Chung, Evan Evan Wong and his daughters one is married to Jim McTurk her name is Linda her sisters name is Jennie, there are of so many names wow Jimmy Kranenburg don’t know if I spelt that right, I live in Ajax, Ontario for the moment as my son is buying his second house in a few months, and it is possible that we will move to Oshawa, another name I remember is Sheila Hiscock.
    I would love to hear from anyone who was there . We lived in Mackenzie on Richmond Hill from 1968 My Dads name was William Howard and my Mothers name was Thora Newsam. Cecil died in Trinidad on the 19th of January 1980 I then came to canada in october of the same year.He had an Anurism of the Aorta

    Comment by Dorothy Chabrol — February 28, 2013 @ 9:45 pm | Reply

    • Hi my name is Nora Johnson Kawalec. Andre Newsam is my cousin. Her mother was Muriel was my cousin, who married your uncle Carl. I live in California and so does Andre!

      Comment by Nora kawalec — September 28, 2013 @ 8:26 pm | Reply

      • Hello Nora, I only just got around to scanning this blog which makes fascinating reading. I recently discovered that Muriel Newsam was connected to the Cendrecourts, my grandmother Hetta Cendrecourt McWatt. I have a photograph of Muriel taken at Booker’s Head Office where she worked; happy to let you have a copy. Al the best .-

        Comment by Wayne McWatt — November 14, 2017 @ 2:37 am

  235. This site is amazing, thanks so much. i do not know if anyone here would remember the late broadcaster Ayube Hamid married to Lizzie Wong related to Yhaps/Lams…..anyway i have so many black whites from my Dad’s days, I know he worked at Min of Agri and somewhere in bauxite industry, not sure where. pls ctc me as a lotta these names here sound so familiar. i would like to id these pics b4 they deteriorate further. my email is

    Comment by Safi Khan — March 17, 2013 @ 11:31 am | Reply

    • Ayube Hamid laid to rest
      January 22, 2009

      Veteran broadcaster Ayube Hamid Khan known as Ayube Hamid passed away yesterday morning at his Hadfield Street home and was laid to rest in the afternoon after a Muslim ceremony. He was 82 years old.

      Hamid, who was well known for the Ayube Hamid Show and the Indian Memory Album aired on The Voice of Guyana on the National Communications Network (NCN) radio, collapsed at around 5 am during preparation for his customary morning devotion. He also hosted a number of Islamic religious programmes.

      He suffered from heart complications, his daughter Safiyya Khan told Stabroek News yesterday.

      Hours before his death, Hamid also visited the NCN studio where he did his usual pre-recordings of his programmes.

      His broadcast career with the then Radio Demerara dates back to the early 1950s when he emerged as a passionate broadcast journalist and was later held in high esteem for his willingness to guide youngsters in the profession.
      Terry Holder who served as General Manager at the time Hamid was Sales/Marketing Manager, described him as a person who was extremely passionate about what he did and demanded excellence.

      He recounted that Hamid did well in the industry when the young broadcasters had veterans to hold their hands and guide them as he was one who was willing to always give of his time to show them the “dos and don’ts” in broadcasting.

      He pointed too to Hamid’s dedication to his religion and said he felt second to his greatest love may have been broadcasting. “The broadcast industry will surely miss him,” he added.

      Another broadcast veteran, Vic Insanally said he was shocked and saddened by the sudden death. “He is one of the original voices around and when it seemed as though many lost the appetite for it, he still found joy in doing it,” Insanally said.

      He recounted that Hamid along with Rafiq Khan were great mentors to budding broadcasters and helped them to identify their talents and led them in that direction.

      “An ardent Muslim and extraordinary broadcaster“ was how he described Hamid who he said was long established in the field before he entered.

      Radio announcer Julie Lewis said it was the authority of his voice and the clarity of his enunciation as well as his dedication that struck her about Hamid.

      When Lewis joined radio, Hamid was already there well over 30 years. “I was struck by his love for radio. He was always willing to give advice to the younger ones,” she said.

      “Intrepid,” Hugh Cholmondeley, a colleague and friend of Hamid, said is the only word that appropriately described him.

      The two had been friends for more than 50 years.

      Cholmondeley said he would never forget the respect, support and advice Hamid willingly provided for aspiring youngsters whether their interest in music was jazz, calypso, classical music of all types and cultures or the emerging musical forms of ska and rock-steady.

      He said Hamid’s service to his listeners remained his high guiding principle which stayed with him throughout his long and illustrious career.

      “Ayube Hamid’s singular contribution to culture in Guyana has been made. His shoes are not likely to be filled for a long, long time, if ever,” he said.

      Fellow broadcaster Margaret Lawrence had worked alongside Hamid since 1982 when she joined radio. She described him as friendly and willing to share his knowledge as long as one was willing to heed advice.

      He paid meticulous attention to pronunciation and language in general, Lawrence related.

      He was very careful with his delivery and thought that the radio should provide an example to its listening public, Lawrence said.

      There was a lot to admire about this legendary broadcaster including his knack for doing a lot of research before he embarked on anything new, something which any broadcaster worth his salt would love doing, Lawrence said.

      Lawrence said that she had a lot of respect for the man, who despite his failing health faithfully recorded his programmes and enjoyed doing it.

      Despite short notice, the funeral ceremony held yesterday at the Muslim Youth Organisation (MYO) according to Muslim rites saw a large turnout.

      His nephew Kashir Khan who spoke on behalf of the family at the funeral service yesterday, fondly remembered the strictly religious uncle who would give him $1 for each day he fasted during the month of Ramadan.

      Hamid who leaves to mourn one daughter, a grandson and other relatives was interred at the Le Repentir cemetery.

      Comment by Ursulla Ramdayal — March 18, 2013 @ 2:29 pm | Reply

    • I just came across some information which you may find useful. Dr Mohamed N. Hassan, retired former Head of the Department of Neurology, Connecticut General Hospital, is a grandson of Hamid of Danielstown, Essequibo. Hamid had a cousin by the name of Omar Khan. I am told that Ayube Hamid was the son of Omar. So you may be related to Dr Hassan. You can contact him at:
      Peter Halder

      Comment by Peter Halder — February 10, 2014 @ 1:50 am | Reply

  236. Thanks for the input but I don’t remember him, but I did grow up on Diamond Estate

    Comment by Dorothy Chabrol — March 18, 2013 @ 8:24 pm | Reply

    • My mum was born in ’44, and her father was Leslie Chabrol. Are you familiar with him?

      Comment by Allison — January 4, 2018 @ 3:52 am | Reply

  237. Hi sorry I can’t help you there I was born in 1941 but my dads side of family were from Barbados’ my dads father was born in Barbados my maiden name as Howard and I went to Barbados almost every year with my parents, and for many years after I got married. It is my second home.

    Comment by Dorothy — April 4, 2013 @ 6:29 pm | Reply

  238. Hi I knew Sheila Hiscocks & Pam Too Chung and would love to get a copy of the ladies cook cook, my name is Dorothy Chabrol and I would greatly appreciate any help in this matter

    Comment by Dorothy — April 29, 2013 @ 4:39 am | Reply

    • Hello Dorothy – unfortunately my copy has moved on. Perhaps someone else can be of help.

      Comment by Pat Hunte-Cusack — April 30, 2013 @ 4:57 pm | Reply

  239. Is there anyone with the knowledge of “Duff Playter, Charlie , or William Culver Playter” in Guyana, during the years of British governance. Would greatly appreciat it, if this information can be made available. I was told they were three brothers who went there and have to assume someone must have some information they would like to share.

    Thanks a million

    Gregory Playter

    Comment by gzplayter — April 30, 2013 @ 4:13 am | Reply

  240. Take out the politics, drug trade, American media and corruption and Guyana is one of the greatest places to live.

    Comment by J Simkens — May 7, 2013 @ 10:40 pm | Reply

  241. My father Rob Bottomley served in the army in around 1962. He has told me of a friend he had name NORMA BINNING, the details writen above could well be one of the sisters. My father as laws speaks fondly of her and am wondering if this is her. Please reply if this is the case. Many thanks Kate Bottomley

    Comment by Kate Bottomley — May 22, 2013 @ 1:04 pm | Reply

    • Hello Kate, Norma Binning is my dear cousin. We chatted just yesterday over the lost of her eldest sister, Wilma. You can contact me via my email Have a blessed day.

      Comment by Dmitri Allicock — May 22, 2013 @ 3:59 pm | Reply

  242. Did you know the Fosters at all

    Comment by Robert knowles — May 22, 2013 @ 3:38 pm | Reply

  243. Your question is do you know the Fosters, you do not define which Fosters, ( such as first names )

    Comment by Dorothy — May 23, 2013 @ 2:36 am | Reply

  244. The parents were Jean and Bessie ( Strang sisters) married to Michael and Bernard but the kids were Patrick, Paula, Sue, John. .. Diana , Steve . Actually there were 4 sisiters,,Bessie, Jean, Flo and Vera. Flo was my mom, all were born and raised in BG. My grandfather who came out from Scotland met my grandmother, Flo Young and had 8 kids. He worked at Enmore and LBI.
    My dad, a Bajan, came over to BG and met my mom, Flo Strang, I was born and raised in Barbados and Jamaica.

    Comment by Robert knowles — May 23, 2013 @ 2:44 am | Reply

    • This is an amazing site that I happened across while looking for a detailed map of Guyana! I was born in Guyana in 1946 and left in 1964. Going back once in the 1970. I knew a Paula Foster and went to high school with her. She lived in one of those huge, lovely houses in Camp Street.(Hopefully I have the correct street). Often wondered what happened to her. I also lived on LBI where my grandfather was a manager/overseer and the Strang family lived in the house at the top of the compound before you actually entered the compound.

      Comment by Frances (Horne) Hill — September 29, 2013 @ 3:59 am | Reply

  245. Look at the amazing evidence of the injustice of our Guyanese system to this day for A NATURAL BORN (BLACK) GUYANESE to get such an operations is extremely tiring while these people trying to make a way are doing it in our country that our fore parents slaved in. The same people whose poreparents enslaved us are still living off of us.

    Comment by Anonymous — May 23, 2013 @ 9:09 am | Reply

  246. I knew the Strangs at LBI I think the parents were George & Joan they had a daughter called Nancy-Jean and a son called Harry, the GM at LBI was Herman Lissone his wife was Doris, he was Dutch, his wife was my Aunt, my fathers sister I grew up on Diamond Estate

    Comment by Dorothy — May 23, 2013 @ 8:51 pm | Reply

    • Dorothy do you still live in BG? I was told about a spat between Mr. Lissone and my grandfather deSouza under the chimney in Chateau Margot around 1938-39 where my family lived. Whatever happen to Mr. Lissone? Did you know or hear about a Ray Keithley think the spelling is correct who worked on the Diamond Estate?

      Comment by bernard de Souza — December 28, 2014 @ 4:40 pm | Reply

  247. Omg,!! George and Joan Strang. George was my uncle. Nancy Jean and Harry , my first cousins!! George and Joan have passed but Harry and Nancy Jean still alive, living in the States and Canada . Only two left , Flo Knowles (Strang) very ill now, and Jean Foster ( Strang) still alive in London. Wow. Very cool. My dad, Bill Knowles arrived in Guyana in the late 40’s , met my mom but returned to Barbados and later Jamaica.

    Comment by Robert knowles — May 23, 2013 @ 9:07 pm | Reply

  248. Wow really cool my dad’s parents were from Barbados, my dad’s father Clifford Howard grew up in Barbados, his parents were from England, my grand mother died in child birth when she was quite young, my grand father remarried, Eugene Rubins and they had one child, Eileen. Thanks for the memories. Dorothy ( Would enjoy hearing from you )

    Comment by Dorothy — May 24, 2013 @ 8:32 pm | Reply

  249. Does anybody remember jennifer or ronald Steele,I have been trying to trace them for a very long time.Ron was my best friend at school.

    Comment by Alan Basnett — June 9, 2013 @ 6:13 pm | Reply

  250. I forgot to say school was between 1950-1960

    Comment by Alan Basnett — June 9, 2013 @ 6:23 pm | Reply

  251. If you grew up in Guyana you would certainly be acquainted with some of these common over the –counter- medicines and remedies that brought relief for various afflictions and ailments. Corner stores carried a wide array of medicines found only in the Caribbean and Guyana. These were augmented with herbal medicines and treatments before a visit to the doctor was attempted.
    Read more:

    Comment by Dmitri Allicock — June 15, 2013 @ 9:10 am | Reply

  252. Hi Dmitri, it was great to read about all the remedies I remember from my childhood, only one I didn’t see was Cungapump leaves not sure if I have spelt it right, was used for fever, if memory serves me right you would sleep on the leaves and the fever would get drawn out by the leaves.

    Comment by Dorothy — June 16, 2013 @ 5:43 am | Reply

  253. Hello and great morning to you Dorothy, Conga Pump is there, closer to the bottom of the article. There are a lot more home remedies not included and will come in a next article. The Merand fern for wounds, Orkra slime for sore eyes, Sage bush for teeth. and a whole lot more. Have a blessed day and stay in touch, Dmitri

    Comment by Dmitri Allicock — June 16, 2013 @ 11:39 am | Reply

  254. Thank you Dmitri, yes I did miss it, never been good a t searching, lol, and yes I know there are lots more home remedies back home, I would love to see Guyana at least one more time, but all my family and friends, are either in North America or U.K so I guess I will just have to live with my memories as so many of us do.
    P.S The weather today makes me feel like I am back home

    Comment by Dorothy — June 16, 2013 @ 10:54 pm | Reply

  255. Stay in touch and best regards

    Comment by Dmitri Allicock — June 16, 2013 @ 11:02 pm | Reply

  256. Hello,
    I was born in 1958, Mackenzie, Bristish Guyana. My dad(Len Allen, married to Elisabeth Allen) worked for Alcan (British company),

    Comment by Michael Allen — June 19, 2013 @ 1:34 pm | Reply

  257. Hello Michael, to the best of my knowledge (Alcan) has always been a Canadian Company

    Comment by Dorothy — June 19, 2013 @ 6:24 pm | Reply

    • I remember the Allens very well.
      Many years ago, Alcan was spun off from Alcoa, the American aluminum-producing company, and is now a
      part of the Rio Tinto group. Alcan is now known as Rio Tinto Alcan, with headquarters in Montreal still.

      Comment by Pat Hunte-Cusack — June 20, 2013 @ 1:07 pm | Reply

      • Ofcourse it was Canadian……sorry I was thinking that my Dad was British!

        Comment by Michael Allen — June 22, 2013 @ 6:53 pm

  258. Someone forwarded me this link. Amazing stories and info. I think I will contact the Rio Tinto Alcan to inquire about my father’s shares in the formerly Alcan. He worked for Alcan for almost 30 years. I will keep checking back for more amazing stories. Who knows perhaps one day I will make it to Linden for its annual festival.

    Comment by Dominique — June 22, 2013 @ 5:01 pm | Reply

    • All the best Dominique

      Comment by Dmitri Allicock — June 22, 2013 @ 5:44 pm | Reply

  259. If you lived in Guyana in 1953 have you any recollection of Ron Steele,I think his parents might have had a largish store in Bridgetown.His family name originally might have been seedorf or similar. I am desperate to trace him.Alan Basnett.

    Comment by Alan Basnett — June 22, 2013 @ 5:19 pm | Reply

  260. Sorry I mean Georgtown. Alan Basnett

    Comment by Alan Basnett — June 22, 2013 @ 5:20 pm | Reply

  261. Heroes Day! The Prudential World Cup – 1975

    June 21 is one the greatest day in West Indies cricket history. On this day back in 1975 the West Indies won the first Cricket World Cup when they beat Australia at Lord’s. Captain Clive Lloyd scored 102 off only 85 balls and Viv Richards was brilliant in the field with three run outs by Viv Richards and our heroes won by 17 runs.
    Here Lloyd proudly lifts the World Cup on that historic day.

    Read more :

    Comment by Dmitri Allicock — June 22, 2013 @ 6:05 pm | Reply

  262. “There is no love sincerer than the love of food.”
    Guyanese cuisine is very similar to the rest of the Caribbean. The food is diverse and includes dishes such as curry, roti, and Cookup Rice, the local variation on the Caribbean rice and peas/Beans and Rice. The one pot meal while not the national dish is one of the most cooked dishes. With its various versions, according to what type of meat, peas and other ingredients available, it is a true reflection of the country. The food reflects the ethnic makeup of the country and its colonial history, and includes African, Creole, East Indian, Amerindian, Chinese and European (mostly British, French, Spanish and Portuguese) dishes.

    Comment by Dmitri Allicock — June 22, 2013 @ 6:33 pm | Reply

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  263. Pat Hunte
    My son Mike has been talking with you on E-mail . I am budding in, I am Elisabeth , who has really good memories from Guyana. Great times with Harry Wendt( spelling) Morris Nasciamento, the Glenn s,the Coles ect. Coles have both died some years ago, so has Winn Glenn. Vinz remarried.
    Sandra, their pretty daughter , saw her E-mail once on the screen, but lost it. Hope to refind it again?
    May be you could sent it to me if possible.I remember dr Rosa ( again spelling )
    The best times for me were up near Kaiteur in a tent and my young son Peter in a cot simply
    Wonderful times. True nature indeed.
    We are still planing to visit sometime soon. My husband Len died at the age of 56,30 years ago of cancer….. We were in Africa at the time, he was project manager of the huge dam at Akuse. ( Volta river ). How time goes by.
    Keep well

    Comment by Elisabeth Allen — June 22, 2013 @ 8:13 pm | Reply

    • Dear Elisabeth – thanks for writing. Sorry to hear about Len’s death. If you go back you will find the eco-tours very interesting indeed, particularly the Karanambu Ranch. I don’t have Sandra Glenn’s e-mail unfortunately. Maybe she will read this blog and respond. I check this website daily. Amazing.
      When I was in Guyana in October I heard that Morris Nascimento is still going strong, well, I don’t know how strong, actually …
      Take care,

      Comment by Pat Hunte-Cusack — June 23, 2013 @ 8:19 pm | Reply

      • Nice of you to get back to me so fast, kind of a sentimental
        Journey….Morris still going strong, he was ancient in 1965 when we left…!!!love to chat with you gain another evening…… Ok. Tonight booked……
        Cheers Elisabeth

        Comment by Elisabeth Allen — June 23, 2013 @ 11:50 pm

  264. Attn: Dorothy Mitra. I was born and grew up in British Guiana, my son was born at Medical Arts Center, in Georgetown, on the 18th of April 1971 and I know of many Gynecologist at that time, but my Gynecologist was Dr.Peter Arjoon. And he was and still is tops as far as I am concerned. Dr.Charlie Rosa was one of the doctors I remember from my childhood . So it was somewhat of a shock to find he was Chief medical officer for Alcan at Demba, he was a Poker fanatic

    Comment by Dorothy — June 22, 2013 @ 8:58 pm | Reply

  265. I knew of Peter Arjoon, he became a consultant after we left and I have no doubt a good one but in 1962 when we went to Guyana there had been no MRCOG obstetricians. My husband was Mr.Mitra. There was a Dr. Bhattercharia who had been acting consultant before our arrival and became my husband’s registrar till we left. When we left I heard that some Korean specialists were there for a while but there were up and coming Guyanese doctors training and some took over I’m pleased to hear. We left in 1967 not long after independence. We lived in one of six houses that were in the PHG compound but when we visited in 2000 they, along with the flats had been demolished. My children attended St.Margaret’s school and the headmistress was Mrs.Hunter who has since passed away. You may remember Dr.Persaud but he was a private doctor. I have difficulty remembering all the names of the then younger doctors after all these years although I can still visualize them I think in Thomas Street, Oscar Hamilton who was Guyanese and lived in the PHG flats at that time. Many of our friends have passed on now as has my husband, our visit in 2000 was our last holiday together but happily he achieved his wish to go back once more. We went to Mahaica to meet an old friend and also Vreed en Hoop, the Botanical Gardens that were pretty much the same and the newish Marriot hotel by the sea wall but stayed at the Tower in Main Street.

    Comment by Dorothy Mitra — June 22, 2013 @ 11:21 pm | Reply

    • Gosh I stumbled upon this site by chance whilst searching something else. Wish I’d found it before. I am Susan Angoy. Some of the names in your post Dorothy are those I heard from childhood. My mother would have known them all, but she sadly died on Jan 31 this year. Her father, Dr George Hamilton Payne (nicknamed Hammy) was Medical Director of PHG from around 1940 I think or maybe later. My grandmother (his wife) was Scottish and they lived at first in the Penal Settlement in 1924 where granddad was medical superintendent . My grandparents returned to the UK in 1952, but my family Angoys continued to live in Georgetown and Berbice. I was born in Georgetown, but went to school in the UK, returning for holidays until everyone left for the UK where I now live. My grandmother Angoy lived in Cowan street, Kingston, where she owned a few properties

      Comment by Susan Angoy — March 23, 2014 @ 11:30 pm | Reply

  266. Hello Pat, do you know if Morris Nascimento is related to Kit Nascimento? Also did you know Dr.Abbensetts & his wife Elaine, and their three children Elizabeth, Annette & Michael, Michael is an author in England London to be precise he has also produced a few plays for the BBC I believe Annette is deceased with throat cancer, and that Elizabeth is or was a nurse in a London Hospital, if anyone knows how I can make contact with Elizabeth or Michael I would be really happy, see we grew up together so to speak, Also does anyone remember Walter Hutt from Demba or where his daughter Melanie who was married to Ron Camacho are, the last I heard they were in New York
    Thanks Dorothy

    Comment by Dorothy — June 23, 2013 @ 8:53 pm | Reply

    • Hi Dorothy – I think Morris and Kit are one and the same! Didn’t know the doctor and Elaine. Sure do remember the Hutts, but am not in touch. Dexter got knighted for his work as a teacher in U.K. Imagine that!

      Comment by Pat Hunte-Cusack — June 24, 2013 @ 12:41 pm | Reply

    • I just came across this very interesting site. Many years since your post but perhaps you will see it or someone who know my family will. What caught my attention is your mention of Three Friends up the Essequibo River. I live in Florida now but I remember my father mentioning they were some how related – other names were Mary Hill, Allicock, de Nieuwenkirk (spelling?). I am a Kersting – Father was Alfred Vere Kersting of Georgetown. What would be our relationship if any?

      Comment by Rita Kersting Rosendahl — January 16, 2017 @ 1:32 am | Reply

    • Dr Abbensetts lived next door to us in Eccles. His daughters were older than than I was growing up but they went to England alot. To school? I do not remember Michael but I believe he was also in England and the US. Best of all I remember Dr & Mrs Abbensetts who always brought us – the Kersting children – Quality Streets chocolates. Memories….Kit Nascimento I remember from when I worked at DIH – he wass involved in the motor racing scene.

      Comment by Rita Kersting Rosendahl — January 16, 2017 @ 1:42 am | Reply

  267. My parents were born in in B. Guiana. Mum (last name Francis) was born in 1938 in Stanleytown, Berbice. My dad (last name Fredericks) was born in Non Pareil in 1933. Dad work for the gov’t for 40+ years and may know some of you on this site. They raised us with their colonial values and we still hold on them although living in the USA. I am really interested in old photos of British Guiana.

    Comment by MRF — June 28, 2013 @ 8:37 pm | Reply

    • Hello: Would your Mum be related to a Simeao (Simeon) Francis(co) or a Mary Anna Francis (Da Silva) by any chance? My great-great grandparents.
      Regards, Suzanne

      Comment by suzanne — July 17, 2013 @ 6:59 pm | Reply

  268. Not sure. Do not know much of my mum’s family. Her parents were James and Beatrice Francis.

    Comment by MRF — July 25, 2013 @ 7:57 pm | Reply

  269. Guyana’s most popular religion is Christianity and one of its most enduring symbols is the 1894 St. George’s Anglican Cathedral. Arguably the tallest wooden structure in the world and serves as a magnificent example of architectural heritage and one of the best preserved in Guyana

    Comment by Dmitri Allicock — July 25, 2013 @ 11:24 pm | Reply

  270. Honoring our heritage must be as natural as breathing for it is indeed the foundation on which you stand. Many great individuals of early British Guiana have been lost to the fog of history but the legacy of Anglican Bishop Dr. William Piercy lives on in Guyana. Bishop William Piercy Austin’s ideas and diligent contributions gave rise to the academic pursuits in Guyana for which he is recognized as one of the most outstanding individual in the history of the Colony of British Guiana.

    Comment by Dmitri Allicock — August 2, 2013 @ 9:35 pm | Reply

    • Hi Dmitri. My name is Gigi and I just found out that my Great Grandfather was born in Guyana (July 1858). His name was James Edward Emerson. Can you please give me up-to-date names and addresses of where I can find information relating to him. I feel that I’m almost home after reading all the lovely comments on this website.

      Comment by Gigi — August 13, 2013 @ 4:16 am | Reply

  271. Hi Gigi, thank you for your warm compliments. The Jig-Saw puzzle of family heritage is enormous and I am unaware of any registrar that would have that sort of details of your 1858 great grandfather.
    Information for my ancestry was found in bits and pieces, some of which were actual Wills and personal family records. I found just a little help for the British Guiana Colonial Index -
    Try looking under “E” for him or for other ancestors that might be recorded here.
    The very best to you,

    Comment by Dmitri Allicock — August 13, 2013 @ 7:34 pm | Reply

    • Thank you for your quick reply. I’ll try the www you suggested. Keep up your tireless good work with this site.

      Comment by Gigi — August 13, 2013 @ 11:13 pm | Reply

  272. My mom, Strang, born 1923 Camp St, , Georgetown, and her her mom, Young, born in Georgetown 1891, both gone now but so many cousins, grand nephews/ nieces, scattered in Canada, Barbados and the Uk. Fascinating stuff.

    Comment by Robert knowles — August 13, 2013 @ 8:44 pm | Reply

  273. My grandparents were Luck Ah-Me married Annie Wong (Masie) and they had 12 children, among them was Aunt Edith Luck marked to Robert Foo, brother of Dr. Albert Benjamin Foo. She lived at the mouth of the Iteribisi Lake on the Essequibo Coast. Aunt Edith and Uncle Robert had 4 girls (Doreen Kitson, Elaine married Michael Akai(divorced him) and now married to Winston Yhap, Lounette married Clement Cho-Shee-Name(Deceased), Jenny married Edgar Robeiro and they are still living on the Essequibo Coast. Pauline married Hans Reimer(both deceased) and Dr.Rudolph marked D. Judd in UK. Elaine’s
    tel: is 613-225-3945 and Lounette’s is 905-426-6575 (I do not know whether these 2 numbers are still active). I am only giving you this part of the family as it relates to “Foo” for your information. As you can see, from 12 children, the Luck family is huge and are scattered all over the globe so to speak. The last time we had a family reunion we had every name in the alphabet (A-Z). My mother was Clara Luck married to my father, Ronald Tang (both are deceased) and I am the last of 4 girls – I am married to Gordon Thompson

    Comment by Amy Thompson — August 26, 2013 @ 10:05 pm | Reply

    • Amy, Please give my regards to Gordon- the old land surveyor – I wish the best of health in our twilight years. My Mom, Dorothy Rayman ( Cheong ) were good friends with your family at Riverstown. Gary Rayman. Tequesta Florida.

      Comment by Gary M. F.Rayman — December 9, 2013 @ 8:46 pm | Reply

  274. I spent 3 months in McKenzie-Wismar-Christianburg in 1966 as one of 5 Canadian graduate students, We travelled from Georgetown on the R.H. Carr, and met several prominent McKenzie residents on the trip–Maylene Saul, Mr. Nedd,and others.We lived in a house “downtown”, on Arvida Road near the All-Age School, the Anglican Church, Terry’s nightclub, the cinema, the market. and the stelling. The location was ideal, giving us an opportunity to become familiar with the town, and for the people of the town to observe and become familiar with us! We were able to go over the river with ease, and to become friendly with the teaching staff at a Wismar school.We were privileged to be present for Independence ceremonies, with the very moving simultaneous flag-lowering/flag-raising, and the raucous festivities the next day. We were there, too, for the strike at Demba. We had, by design, minimal contact with the expat community, beyond the bare courtesy of accepting a few dinner invitations early in our stay. We did have the great pleasure of dinner with the very impressive Arthur Seymour and his lovely wife. Our goal, however, was to meet the people of McKenzie-Wismar and to conduct the research for our individual thesis projects, and our interactions and friendships were primarily with them. One student and I acquired a following of several “small boys”, who visited the house almost daily, and often literally followed me around. When one asked a boy why he was not in school at that time, he would answer “morning shift” or “afternoon shift”, whichever absolved him from school at that time! here was also a group of somewhat older girls, who did attend school, but who enjoyed spending spare time with us. After almost 50 years, though some specifics have faded, the overall memory of the experiences is clear.
    As we were in our very early twenties, it was all exciting, instructive and influential, and I returned to Guyana conduct research for my next degree, and as you can see, my interest in Guyana has continued.

    Comment by Judith — September 2, 2013 @ 1:43 pm | Reply

  275. I don’t consider Maylene Saul as prominent, and I am guessing you are referring to Chef Nedd??

    Comment by Dorothy — September 2, 2013 @ 8:10 pm | Reply

    • Well, she was “wife of” and perhaps active in the community would be a better word. No, the Nedd was a lawyer, a Demba staff member who eventually left Guyana for, I beluieve. Canada, with the unpleasant memories of the 1962-64 disturbances still clear in his mind.

      Comment by Judith — September 2, 2013 @ 10:52 pm | Reply

  276. Who remembers those “Windsor shirts “. Owned and operated by Jack Bayley and his wife, my aunt, Aunt V and we called her, the shirts were always a staple to our collection when we visited Guyana or BG. Uncle Jack and Auntie V were so full of life. Both have passed but our memories are filled with so much laughter me fun. Those Windsor shirts. Really great

    Comment by Robert knowles — September 2, 2013 @ 10:29 pm | Reply

  277. My Dads stepmother was Jewish, her maiden name was Eugene Rubin’s, and her father was a Rabi, her niece who was my mother in law was also a Rubin’s by birth

    Comment by Dorothy — September 23, 2013 @ 8:18 pm | Reply

  278. Greetings to all who have contributed to this www blog! I have sat for several hours entranced by all I have read.
    My Name is Michael John Blamey and I was a VSO volunteer [September 1964-July 1965] teaching at the Government technical Institute in Georgetown: we stayed at 68,Brickdam with a Mrs Mittleholtzer.
    I am ashamed to have to admit that I played a small but necessary part in helping those who wished it in achieving the removal of Dr Cheddi jagan in the election of December 1964. This after an interesting briefing at a US Marine Corps base in SanJuan

    I have written a book -“With my little Eye” which will be published later this year. My apologies to all democrats and true Guyanese patriots. I did have the opportunity to meet Dr Jagan when he attended an event at Warwick University in about 1991/2 and was able to apologise to him in person

    Comment by mike B — September 24, 2013 @ 10:39 pm | Reply

  279. Hi Michael, How come we never met up? I was in Georgetown 1965 working for Georgetown hosp. (Nursing) I lived in a house with a girl who worked for the German Embassy Annalotte Maeder, so got to know (as well as –hospital and others )a lot of embassy staff but particularly from the American Embassy EG John Crawford, Carson Etc?? Wonder if you know any of the people I knew?/ ??Angela Linsell ( now living in USA) Tony Nunn (teaching English at Univ.) Scores of others – but I have to look in my diary to be reminded. Just checked in my diary and it was 1965 June –Dec . Great that you were able to make peace with Jeddie Jagen –I did actually campaign (indirectly and without knowing) for him on my w/es off work by doing voluntary work in the interior. Was your landlady related to the writer Mittleholtzer? Look forward to reading your book when published. would also like to know if you know or are in touch with anybody else I know.

    Look forwards to hearing more


    Eileen Keating

    Comment by eileen Pearson (Keating) — September 25, 2013 @ 12:07 pm | Reply

  280. Dear Eileen,
    Wonderful to hear from you: :Mrs Mittleholzer: yes she was an aunt or Cousin of Edgar M, the writer. She had a maid, Esta who I remember had a ‘pepper-pot going for the entire time we were in BG: she cooked for us.
    Our boss (from British Council) was Stephen Alexander and there was another chap Barry Hickman who was the UK Passport agency (though I am sure it wasn’t called that then )entry officer dealing with students applications, etc.who was a sort of guru to us! John & Noreen Frampton were married staff at GTI. Noreen was Chinese Guianese. Compton Pouran was the Principal of the GTI, his deputy was Claude Viera, and his, Sonny Carter.
    Phil Ball (Aero Engineering) , Ian *******, (senior moment!) Roger Kaye (Mechanical) Mike Bailey (Chemistry) were all graduates doing VSO with me: Mike Bailey was in the Government Analyst Office, the others teaching like me at the GTI. We went into the Interior several times: tours operated by Ma Rockcliffe flying in very old planes with an outside toilet! Stayed with the a chap, Gorinsks -who had ranches, and vast lands in Rupununi. His children boarded with Mrs M whilst they were at school in Georgetown. There was a chap, John Platt (wife Mary) who was some assistant to the Board of Bookers Bros. Mary was a teacher and taught Sir Richard Leyt(Governer) ‘s daughter. They had a child whilst there, and I remember Mary telling us that after she had given birth, the surgeon carried her in his arms back to her ward?

    If you would like to let me have your e-mail I will be happy to send some of the Guianese part of ‘with my little eye’ for your comments.. The memory can dim a little. We must have been there for a month or so at the same time, but I left in July to go back to Join ICI in the UK, albeit via Trinidad where I was invited by Shell (who I also nearly worked for) to tour the oilfields, etc.

    I do recall an Alison Palmer -Consular Official at the US Embassy. There were also two or three US folk who stayed with Mrs M too when they were in town, though they were mostly inn the Interior diamond and gold prospecting. Don Haack, Frank Eagle, Jim Pitson…There was a chap, Arthur Goodland, who was the chief Engineer of Bookers Sugar who had a daughter, Alison? who we were all rather sweet on…
    Much more to follow.
    Mike B

    Comment by mike B — September 25, 2013 @ 1:22 pm | Reply

    • Great. Sadly can’t recall knowing any of those people. Shame. But it is possible that when I read through “The Diary “ again I will come up with more names. Did you know D’Agair –Bookers?

      Talk later – have to go and pick up grandchildren from school.



      Comment by eileen pearson — September 25, 2013 @ 1:42 pm | Reply

    • Hi Mike, Have just come across your item and was startled to find 1965 recalled, not to mention the birth of my daughter! She was born at the old Davis Mem Hospital and it was Dr Pogue who carried her mother upstairs after the birth. I still remember you, Ian, etc,

      Do you remember the Debating Competition Bookers organized in 1965 [Harold Davis, Bobby Moore and I set it up], when young students who took part included David Granger? Bookers in that period were not the useless company they had been before WW2 and Jock Campbell and many others tried hard to build it into a strong support for the local economy and to draw locals into its management. I had no wish to stay beyond my contract when I realized how many young Guyanese were capable of running things, although local politics bedevilled so much – your briefing by the US I find quite appalling, but not surprising. Over the past fifty years I have spent many hours on 19th cent Guyanese history.

      Have you published your book yet – if so, where can it be obtained?

      Best wishes,

      Comment by John Platt — July 30, 2014 @ 5:33 pm | Reply

      • Dear John Platt,
        You are definitely an echo from my past! Greetings after literally 50 years; though as well as meeting and having great memories of BG, Gill & I (we were married on my return from VSO) did come to stay with you and Mary in 1966 when we came down to London for something. I recall you gave-up your bed so that we could have it and you slept on the floor! That was somewhere in N London?

        The magnus Opus: its finished and i will happily send some to you (the BG bits et al) for your comments if you like. We are at the stage of negotiation with several publishers -I have not given up my day job (not that I have one now, being well retired!) but believe it may be available by Christmas this year. If you wish to comment, warts and all, please do so as much as you wish.

        Best wishes and luv
        Definitely a trip down memory lane.

        Mike B

        Comment by Mike blamey — July 30, 2014 @ 8:36 pm

  281. My VSO was sponsored by Bookers (and Shell and British American Tobacco) so I was sometimes invited to their social functions. If I remember the Bookers Taxi telephone No was 4466 and we (four of us!) used to take one to the GTI from Brickdam when it was really raining during Wet seasons.Otherwise VSO supplied us with bikes for transport within Georgetown. That was until there was a spate of saddle stealing. It is difficult to ride a push bike without a saddle!
    Peter D’Agair was the chap who owned Banks Brewery, Barbados and the Russian Bear brand. He was set up by the Colonial Office to be the splinter group between Jagan’s PPP and Burnham’s PNP- the two large parties who contested the 1964 election.and the few votes/seats that he got added to Burnham’s allowed them to form a coalition Government that had more seats than jagan. A classic political fix!

    If you are interested, I am happy yo send some BG book material to your e-mail directly. Do not wish it to be circulated until we are ready to publish.
    Mike B

    Comment by mike B — September 25, 2013 @ 4:45 pm | Reply

    • Hi I am really interested – and would love to read more especially about the politics of that time. I got a completely different picture of “things“ whilst I was there and perhaps just didn’t understand politics could be sooo corrupt!! I have since got a better education mainly since The Freedom of Information act. And I have been able to read lots of other views also! Did you know Michael Jovy or Hans Hanselman (German Embassy) or Ismael – ? had a Chinese restaurant in Georgetown and gave lavish parties – now I think they were probably staged for political promotion ?? You had a bike!!! Well done you ! I aspired to such luxury. I got to Guiana by paying £! Exit tax (from Trinidad) on a Tate and Lyle boat –took 3 days – probably wouldn’t have been able to afford it otherwise! Come to think of it a bike wouldn’t have been much help in those circumstances! So much to talk about –Great Most people have never heard of BG and I often wonder if

      Just didn’t invent it all!!



      Comment by eileen pearson — September 25, 2013 @ 6:31 pm | Reply

  282. Hi Mike. You have brought back some very happy memories of B.G I remember Peter Gorinski very well, he always wore a bush hat and Kaki shorts and shirt, he was also very handsome we were friends and dated a few times, well he was arrested and had his passport seized when he tried to leave from the interior on a small plane, he was released, but could not travel out of B.G. I also knew the Melvils, & the Hearts, and of course Aunt Maggie O’Rella who owned Doubla Ranch in the Rupununi where I spent my honeymoon. I also knew Arthur Goodland I don’t recall his wife’s name and their son Robert & their daughter Vicki, Robert and I dated for a while, did you know Les & Sylvia Roberts ? he was the Station Manager for B.OA.C Airlines, also Jinks Yeldom he was the flight engineer and his wife Eguette, there are so many people this is bringing back to mind. would enjoy reading anything you have or B.G please send to my email .
    Dorothy Chabrol

    Comment by Dorothy — September 25, 2013 @ 8:44 pm | Reply

  283. Hi Mike, I made a boo boo the ranch Aunt Maggie owned was Manari Guest House, which of course was in Manari I think the Melvils owned Doubla Ranch
    Dorothy Chabrol

    Comment by Dorothy — September 25, 2013 @ 9:39 pm | Reply

  284. Dear Dorothy,
    Greetings from another old BG-er! Delighted that my musings and recollections have triggered off your memories as well. Thank you for reminding me of Vicki Goodland’s name!
    If I recall she had an American boy-friend at one time: perhaps someone from the US Embassy.-We [VSO colleagues and I]used to attend junp-up dancing sessions: not sure I can remember where, but I do recall everyone coming inside some tiny bar when the rain drove us all in from outside one time.
    Please send your e-mail [mine is] and I shall send the chapters of book material I have sent to Eileen.

    Another family I recall was Van Schendel -he was Dutch, and the local manager for shell -who sponsored my VSO, and another chap and his wife who was the manager of the BAT cigarette factory
    I do have a recollection of driving between some ranches/ places in Interior along with Peter Gorinski, his children (is that possible or was that his father’s children?) and we had to camp out overnight and Peter (or his father) set up hammocks between the trees somewhere for us (so that the ants could not get to us during the night) and there was a young lady present as well -perhaps that was you. Whoever it was, she was our sort of age, yet this chap (Peter or his father) was much older (indeed older enough to have the boys who stayed with Mrs M whilst they were in Georgetown) and when he next came to Gerogetown, Mrs M gave him a ‘going-over’ for going out with such a young person?! Hope I am not speaking out of turn!! mentioning this.

    I remember the names of the other ranchers you are describing, and must have met them, probably via the Gorinskis as we travelled around.I shall now dig out all my old ‘slides’ pictures and start to digitise them so that I can post them on the blog?

    I have to say that perhaps we VSOs were not as socially active as the other bright young things in Georgetown. I must have met the BOAC/BWIA staff passing through the airport, etc but only as a passenger!

    It is doing my soul good reliving that time: I have eaten laba and drunk creek water so will return to BG one day!
    Mike B

    Comment by mike B — September 26, 2013 @ 4:59 am | Reply

  285. Hi Mike thanks for taking the time to reply, my email is and one of the fellows I remember Vicki being crazy for was Elton Ammo he was just having a good time but Vicki went gaga for him so he decided to cool it off by taking a trip to U.K but she followed him there, seems he was in quite a tail spin didn’t know how to end it, don’t remember how it ended as for Peter Gorinski the one I knew must have been his son as he was only a few years older than me and I was about twenty three. I grew up on Diamond Estate on the East Bank. I too have eaten Laba and drunk creek water, and would love to go back one more time but with things being the way they are in Guyana I am not sure, not unless I went with someone, still I think the Interior of Guyana is where the beauty is, the falls and the worlds largest fresh water fish the Arapaima, and electric eels, and Piranha, and Boa Constrictors and all the wonderful beautiful birds, and wild life. now I really feel home sick..
    Take care Mike

    Comment by Dorothy — September 26, 2013 @ 5:02 pm | Reply

  286. are u the same j hamilton who worked at guaranty trust company on 366 bay street in 1977

    Comment by hamil ali — September 27, 2013 @ 6:18 pm | Reply

  287. Dear Donna,
    Your description of your cricketing father reminded me that one of the lecturers at the GTI (where I did my VSO) was married to Lance Gibbs’ sister! Because of this we often got tickets to watch games at the Georgetown Cricket Club ground. I remember a game involving some visiting Australian Team- not sure if it was a Test level side, but international standard.- two of my students took 100 of them before lunch on the first morning! All Guyanese have an extra joint in the legs (giving them wonderful movement before taking a stroke) joking!! I have applied to be a volunteer at the Glasgow Commonwealth games next year and hope that there will be lots of Guyanese there as competitors and spectators. Best
    Mike B

    Comment by mike B — September 28, 2013 @ 5:48 pm | Reply

  288. Hi Nora small world, Andre is also my cousin, her dad Carl was my mothers brother, and I spent a week with Andre and other family members last year in Cuba, I don’t recognise your name but hay our family is all over the world lol, I do remember Uncle Frankie, her two cousins one is married to Chico Beharry not sure if I spelt that right, I grew up on Diamond Estate on the East Bank, My mothers name was Thora Howard

    Comment by Dorothy — September 28, 2013 @ 9:08 pm | Reply

    • Hi Dorothy, Carl wa/ married to my cousin Muriel Stevenson. I also live in California, as Andre. Yes she told me went Cuba! Frankie was my cousin as well. Andre has mentioned her Aunt Thora many times.. Jill Persaud and all the others are in touch.
      You live in Toronto right? Nice chatting here.

      Comment by Nora — November 13, 2013 @ 3:07 pm | Reply

      • Just spoke to Andre, she told me you still live in Gy. I understand Jill Stevenson is there now!
        We were reminiscing about Bernadette DaCosta. My Lord I haven’t heard that name since I was at the Ursuline Convent. Giving those poor nuns fits! I was wondering if you know any of the Vieira’s that still live down there. I think they owned a Compound in Houston? Not sure! Natalie was one of my best friends. I think she moved to England last time I heard of her! Never heard anymore of her
        Are there lots of people left down there that would be of my vintage? LOL! Do you live in Georgetown proper?
        It’s so funny we come from such a small country and yet we have migrated all over the Globe! Oh I saw someplace on here someone was talking about Henry Fitt? Noreen, victors wife used to come see me when she visited another friend of hers. Dulce Chin, I didn’t know her in Gy. Noreen was always very gregarious. Here’s a little aside joke. She brought me wiri-wiri pepper sauce and seeds. OMG I planted the seeds and I was thrilled when they bore fruit. However, they darn near blew my head off. Boy they are HOT couldn’t eat them. Yipes!! Palate not used to that stuff any more. Let’s keep chatting. Take care!

        Comment by Nora kawalec — January 5, 2014 @ 8:12 pm

  289. Just read ur comments to my wife Diane……she said: “I know her, she is married to one of Vicki’s sons, a brother of Desmond. I enjoy reading all the comments on this website……we married at the BRICKdam Church in 1968

    Comment by George Rowsell — September 29, 2013 @ 4:42 pm | Reply

  290. How wonderful that at a time when the rest of the world was (in 1963!) and in 2013 appears to be quite mad, a young man was showing how amazing was his skill with the bat. I note that he (Basil Butcher) has no helmet, no face guard and is clearly so well positioned in front of his stumps that he can treat any ball other than ‘the one’ with contempt and dispatch it to wherever he chooses.
    Excellence in any activity: sporting, commercial, management, literary, beauty, how splendid that there are a few so blessed upon our planet. But everyone else can surely aspire to be outstanding? Indeed what else is there to separate us from the beasts.

    Mike b

    Comment by mike B — September 29, 2013 @ 6:18 pm | Reply

  291. Great times indeed, I am good friends with Basil Butcher children. Here is a recent link on his 80th birthday.

    Today is actually Lance Gibbs birthday!

    Comment by Dmitri Allicock — September 29, 2013 @ 7:09 pm | Reply

    • Hi Dimitri,

      You seemed to have a lot of history with regards to Guyana and finding people, just wondering if it is possible to find out who or people who worked at the Graphic newspapers between 1947 and 1950 I believe, my husband is looking for this father by the last name bostock, not sure of the spelling either. Believed he was either a writer or an editor. Thanks in advance.


      Comment by Brian and Beverley — June 21, 2016 @ 11:07 pm | Reply

  292. Hi Frances, I knew the Strangs well, my uncle was GM of LBI Herman Lissone

    Comment by Dorothy — September 29, 2013 @ 9:10 pm | Reply

  293. Dorothy , George ( my mothers brother) and Joan Strang were my uncle / aunt.. Yes, he became GM at LBI . Out of all 8 , 7 have passes, My mom, Flo, passed this year , but Jean is at 93 is still in London. Small works but many wonderful memories.

    Comment by Robert knowles — September 29, 2013 @ 9:30 pm | Reply

  294. ..small world…

    Comment by Robert knowles — September 29, 2013 @ 9:31 pm | Reply

  295. Hi

    I just read your interesting blog. I hope you can help me.

    I am trying to locate the family of Lotar and Maria (Focjik) Spyra who went to Georgetown in Jan 1952. He was a Jewish doctor b 1905 in Poland. He married Maria in 1946 in the UK, and they had a daughter Gloria, b mid 1947 in the UK. The family emigrated from the UK in 1947. The passenger lists says the family was on the way to Tobago, with a final destination of British Guyana. We don’t know if they made several trips to and from British Guyana, but we found the family traveling from NY to Georgetown in Jan 1952 via Pan Am Airways.

    Lotar was the son of Dr. Jan Spyra (b 1869, d 1935 Poland), The Spyra family owned an interest in a the Poniecki, Meisner, & Co., liquor manufacturing company in Chorzow, near Katowice, in the 1930s.

    Lotar was also either the brother or the brother-in-law of Gertrude Spyra. Gertrude saved my friend Pnina Gutman’s life when she helped smuggle her as an infant out of the Warsaw Ghetto shortly before the Ghetto Uprising in April 1943. Gertrude and her daughter Sonia were sent to Auschwitz in August 1943.

    We are interested in finding members of the Spyra family to see if they have any information about Gertrude and her activities during the war. Perhaps she wrote letters to her family after she moved to Warsaw in about 1940. Pnina Gutman would like to find them to thank them for what Gertrude did for her. Pnina’s story can be found on my blog at I have to give an update on some of these developments, but I have already posted the basic story.

    Please let me know if you know the Spyra family, or if you know someone in you community from British Guyana who might know them. Lotar was almost certainly a prominent member of the community there.

    Colleen Fitzpatrick
    Identifinders International
    Huntington Beach, CA

    Comment by Colleen Fitzpatrick PhD — October 2, 2013 @ 9:27 pm | Reply

  296. Hi Colleen, sorry I don’t know the above mentioned doctor, but you could try on Google I have found them very helpful in tracing my dads family

    Comment by Dorothy — October 3, 2013 @ 4:44 am | Reply

    • Hi Dorothy, I’ve tried both of those quite extensively. Thanks. BTW here is the link with the contact information for the Guyana Archives:


      Comment by identifinders — October 11, 2013 @ 6:40 pm | Reply

    • Hi Again,

      I just tried to call the Archives, and none of the numbers posted on that site is a working number. I will see if I can find the correct numbers and post again. I sent an email about a week ago, but have not had a response. I assume the email is correct because it did not get returned to me.


      Comment by identifinders — October 11, 2013 @ 6:47 pm | Reply

    • Hi Again,

      The correct number for the Archives is 011-592-227-7687. Don’t forget to dial ‘011’ in front of the number when calling from the US.

      I just spoke to the Assistant Archivist Johnelle Henry who told me a little about the holdings of the Archives:

      1. Immigration records for east indians and portuguese immigrants
      2. Newspapers, depending on year
      3. Phone books, not sure of years
      4. Birth, marriage, death records – a few

      There are probably other records, but our conversation was very short. She suggested I send her an email at to get my questions answered, and for more specific information about the holdings of the archives.

      Hope this helps you guys!


      Comment by identifinders — October 11, 2013 @ 7:04 pm | Reply

  297. My great uncle, James Osenton was running a gold claim on the Barima River in 1933 (here’s a link to the Milwaukee Journal dated 1933, who ‘discovered’ him Livingstone-esque style:,5996476
    I have also blogged about him here:
    Any help in supplying information about my uncle and his claim would be greatly appreciated. He unfortunately passed away in 1989 – as I talk about on my blog.



    Comment by David Thain — October 11, 2013 @ 1:01 pm | Reply

  298. Hi my dad Derek johnson left Guyana in 1950 to join the RAF in UK with his brother Carl. There father was Vernon Johnson accountant for the Harbour and Transport and. Eric Johnson was my Uncle also so I guess we are related. My Gt Grandfathewas John Johnson. If you can go back any further that would be Great as I believe they descended from Scotland. 🙂

    Comment by christina johnson — October 14, 2013 @ 4:29 pm | Reply

  299. Hello all Guyana folk!
    I have spent far too much time reading all this fascinating stuff! I’m so hungry but cannot tear myself away.
    My father Anthony was born in BG in 1918. HIs Father was quite a disreputable bluebeard named Francis Legge: however he was really Francis Kellman, younger brother of the Charles Kellman mentioned in an earlier post. His mother was Annie de Lopes, who was said Francis Legge’s first and undivorced wife. What I have found quite interesting was the comment that some Jewish families and I know that the Kellmans fit this category, had one foot in Catholicism and one in Judaism although they did not practice the latter ostensibly. My beautiful father Tony left BG in 1940 to become an officer in the RAF during the war and sadly never returned to see his sisters, Lucille and Elverness. I had not known but had always suspected that I had some Jew in me and was very grateful to see the Kellman name. Tony changed his name to Legge when he joined the RAF as Legge was his grandfather’s name. I suspect that the reason for the resumption of Legge was so as not to be shot down over Nazi Germany with a Jewish name as that could have become quite sticky. I also suspect that Charles, Millie and Francis and their many siblings were illegitimate you see and that Charles Henry G Legge had himself another family in England who were entitled to the name of Legge. Nonetheless my name is also Legge and has been since birth and I am proud of this for some strange reason as I am of my Guyana heritage. Although not Guyanese by birth I am becoming increasingly homesick for the place. The stories from my father’s childhood told by him with such humour and passion have stayed with me for my entire life and I am yearning to visit Guyana. Is it safe to travel in Guyana? Some of the stories I read have reduced me to tears on several occasions, leaving a profound feeling of loss for the scarred innocence of souls who had to endure such atrocities and too fro poor Guyana which by all accounts is a paradise. Obviously people live and thrive still in the country. If anyone could give me information I would be most grateful. Yours sincerely Lucille Legge. Quorn, South Australia.

    Comment by Lucille Legge — October 15, 2013 @ 4:55 am | Reply

    • Hi Lucille Legge, my name is Tracy and I am the grand-daughter of Elverness Legge Ferreira. From your entry I beleive we are related, which would make you Great-Aunt Lucille. I find this information very interesting as we have never heard this part of the story. My father, John, did say that he remembers hearing the names Kellman Legge. I would like some more information…this is all very intriguing! Thanks, Tracy.

      Comment by Tracy Ferreira — April 19, 2014 @ 3:16 pm | Reply

      • Hello Tracy, apologies for the lateness of the reply. I was going through a bit of a Guyana obsession in the school hols and now that I’m back at work, I haven’t checked in for some time. Your grandmother Elvie, as I have known her was my father Anthony’s sister. Your great Aunt Lucille is still alive and living in Phoenix, Arizona but I am sure you know this. I am a cousin of sort I suppose as your Gran was my Aunt. My brother and I have ferreted out a bit of information about our family but come to dead ends much of the time due to some deceit mechanised by your great grandfather, Francis. He used to claim that he was the grandson of The Earl of Dartmouth; however this is a fabrication as far as we can gather, as he is the son of one Charles Henry Gladman Legge who held an official post in the colonies for some time before returning to Old Blighty and his wife who awaited him there. Our Great grandmother Lucretia, as far as we can ascertain bore him about 7 illegitimate children and lived with him as his wife in Georgetown but he still had his wife in England. Apparently this was very common in the tropical colonies as the death toll of English women in the climate was huge. I think I have a photo of you Tracy from when my brother Chris visited you in Jersey a few years ago.
        I hope to hear form you soon, Regards Lulu (As everyone insists on calling me)

        Comment by Lucille Legge — May 16, 2014 @ 2:56 am

    • Hello Lucille only now picking up your post. Your father must be related to Sydney Kellman, Sydney migrated to Trinidad, sadly he passed away some years ago. Indeed several families in Guyana downplayed their Jewish heritage.

      Comment by barbara malins-smith — April 20, 2014 @ 4:09 pm | Reply

      • Hello Barbara, Thankyou for your response. Sydney was my Da’s cousin I think. Charles Kellman was Sydney’s father. Did you know Sydney, Barbara and if so did you also know Charles and Gwen Kellman? I’d be grateful for any information, no matter how trivial.
        Regards Lucille Legge

        Comment by Lucille Legge — May 16, 2014 @ 3:01 am

      • Oh my., In BG who cared? I was brought up as a ‘Human Being’. There were enough problems. You had to be a true Brit from some regions to matter. Even so. My mother’s family went from Holland, (after arriving from 1492) with Trades and Talents as Designers and Builders of ‘Flags, Banners and Costumes’ and were not allowed to settle ‘In The City’ of London but nonetheless became ‘By Appointment’ to the Crown.
        I hope that you can understand of what I speak.
        There are people described as ‘Local White’.
        they have the same number of bones as I.
        I was living on the other end of the ‘Salt Fish’
        Trail (Newfoundland) during “The Troubles”.
        There I met a Lt. Commander RCN who knew Capt. Walcot (Chief Pilot) and got stuck on a sandbar, all by himself. (Too smart to follow a Local).

        Comment by Louis C. Kellman — July 8, 2014 @ 4:59 pm

  300. Hi everyone. I’m Chris Brewer from Droitwich, Worcs. I was stationed at Atkinson Fields barracks from mid 1958 until March 1960. I was in the Worcestershhire Regiment

    Comment by Christopher Brewer — October 16, 2013 @ 1:19 pm | Reply

  301. Following on to note 303. I enjoyed the whole time I was in BG and made some good friends. One friend in particular was Thelma Van Tull. I have remained friends with her since 1959 and we speak on the phone regularly.she now lives in the United States. Whilst in BG the Worcestershire Regiment had a field exercise which involved travelling to Kaieteur Falls from Atkinson Field on foot. We made it in 23 days and the spectacular sight of Kaieteur made it very worthwhile. I’d be glad to hear from anyone who remembers the Regiments time. In BG. Chris Brewer from Droitwich, England.

    Comment by Christopher Brewer — October 16, 2013 @ 1:36 pm | Reply

    • Hi Chris, I was in BG 1964/5 There were still a few British soldiers there though I only spoke to them and never got to know anybody. However My friend used to have a friend called Carl Tull who wad in Burnams govt I wonder if he was related to Thelma Tull? Did she have any relations in Trinidad?? Yes we all seem to be afflickted with the nostalgia of BG!!


      Eileen pearson

      Comment by eileen Pearson (Keating) — October 28, 2013 @ 4:58 pm | Reply

  302. Hello Chris, I may have known you, did you ever visit Diamond Estate on the east bank which of course you have to pass to get to Atkinson or to get to Georgetown, we entertained most if not all the British troops who were stationed in BG during the uprising, my name was Dorothy Howard and I used to be in the Diamond club or swimming pool daily, used to be a pretty good snooker player, I knew so many of the guys, we were all mostly the same age, I remember a Sargent his name was Max Ballard, I think he was in the Grenadier Guards I think and was about 6ft 5 he used to tell me stories about Buckingham Palace, I also knew a lot of the officers. in 1958 I was seventeen, wow how time flies. I got married in 1968 and have one child a son he is 42, we left BG in 1975 and my husband died in Trinidad in 1980, and I and my son have lived in Ontario Canada since. I would enjoy hearing from you, maybe we knew some of the same people

    Comment by Dorothy — October 16, 2013 @ 8:03 pm | Reply

    • Hello Dorothy. I was in BG from 1958 – 60. I. Don’t remember the Diamond estate. Generally we would go into Georgetown and go straight to Brown Betty coffee bar. I met some nice people in Georgetown, especially the Bye family. There were two daughters Daphne and Patricia. Pat worked at Barclays Bank. Did you or did anyone else know the Bye family? I have always wanted to return to BG for a holiday but I was told by the High Commission in London that it was not safe to be there alone. I was married in 1970 and have a daughter aged 37. My wife passed away in 1996 aged 53. I remarried in 2010. I have been to Canada but visited USA a few times. If you would care to email me my add is – chrisbrewer12@ Best wishes. Chris Brewer in Droitwich, England

      Comment by Christopher Brewer — October 19, 2013 @ 8:06 pm | Reply

    • Hi Dorothy, based on your surname, I had contacted you earlier this evening. I just found this post in which you mentioned your whereabouts. As fate would have it, we moved to Scarborough back in ’72. We spent time in the States, also, but have family on both sides. I would love to see if you have any knowledge of my mum’s paternal heritage.

      Comment by Allison — January 4, 2018 @ 4:56 am | Reply

  303. You don’t know me. My family lived in Guyana – Eric and Grace Chapman and I think they knew the Bye family. Do they have a daughter called Patricia? We used to play together. I seem to remember that her father worked in the bank. I have been trying desperately to find out if anyone knew myh parents. My father worked for Bookers at one time. We lived in Berbice and then Georgetown.

    Regards Pat.

    Comment by Pat Morgan (nee Chapman) — October 20, 2013 @ 8:34 am | Reply

  304. Hello Pat. In BG some pals and I from the Worcestershire Regiment often went to a creek on Sundays for a swim. I remember vividly how clear the water was. Patricia Bye and some friends were there frequently. I met Pats family a few times. I don’t remember where her father worked but Pat Bye certainly worked in Barclays Bank. Pat Bye was 18 when I knew her in 1959. I was 20.

    Comment by Christopher Brewer — October 21, 2013 @ 9:37 am | Reply

  305. I wonder if you knew my sister – Norma Chapman? She used to work in Barclays Bank in Berbice.

    Comment by Pat Morgan — October 22, 2013 @ 7:56 am | Reply

  306. under the colonial era reading the history of the white man ancestor records in british is so good to the elite of that time to talk of their success because of the color of the skin and the country of birth when the indians and negro/ the native indians was suppressed in slavery today 2013 the europeans /americans /are families combine effort to distroy and occupy independent colonial nations by wars and occupation,mass genocide. the indigenous people are the victim of the colonial reading the comments their are a lot of memories of past friends and families,it is go back in time.but think you people was well to do while the poor minority was in the shakles of poverty.i must express my sorrow to post these few lines,there is no anger or hate /malice against anyone.but hurt and pain when a person is marked by the color their skin .the plantation is your only source to live in basic needs and die.. shalom.

    Comment by liaqat ally — October 25, 2013 @ 6:06 pm | Reply

  307. Liaqat Ally
    I am so sorry to read of your views and comments: and I must, as a WASP take some of the blame, for reasons of history if nothing else: Because even though I was doing Voluntary Service Overseas, teaching Engineering at the Government Technical Institute whilst I was in BG 1964/5 (that was what it was until the year after I left) I must confess that part of my efforts (small but essential) were to assist, on behalf of several organizations which did not encourage publicity,, in the removal of Cheddi Jagan. . If you would like to know more, I would be happy to provide sections of the book I have written. Please send your e-mail [mine is]
    I did visit Warwick University in the early 90s and was able to apologise to Cheddi Jagan in person, just before he was elected -finally- to be PM. You might know/know of Dr David Dabydeen, formerly a lecturer in Carribean affairs at Warwick, occasional TV programme presenter, and now Guyanese Ambassador to Beijing. he is an associate of mine from those times.

    Comment by mike B — October 27, 2013 @ 6:20 pm | Reply

  308. What is the essential difference between BERWICK and WAR WICK,_1st_Earl_of_Bedford

    Comment by Lloyd Rowsell — October 27, 2013 @ 6:27 pm | Reply

  309. It is pathetic that after all this time and with all tech support available, Blacks and Indians pretend to have hatred White people. In Africa black people were sold by their tribal chiefs, often for a bag of salt, which shows in my opinion just how much they were valued by their tribes, as for Indians from India, yes they did come to South America and other countries as indentured slaves, but so did Chinese who had in time the opportunity to return to India, and China if they wanted to. Most if not all decided to stay, because in their own words they had a better standard of living where they were than going back to India and China to poverty, and most of those East Indians, and Chinese & Blacks became wealthy, and their children were never treated as being inferior. I have lots of friends from Guyana who are Black Chinese & Indian, and there has never been any stigma about where our parents came from etc. As for those who assisted in the overthrow of Dr.Cheddi Jagan that was the result of England & the United States playing silly bugger games with the lives of thousands of people and creating racial disharmony, which they are both famous for.

    Comment by Dorothy — October 27, 2013 @ 7:38 pm | Reply

    • Amen! And the people who are of mixed race (but think and play they are white – and they know who they are) are more racial than anybody I know.

      Comment by Jane Macdonald — November 10, 2013 @ 7:06 pm | Reply

      • We all know at least a dozen of them, a.k.a. ‘Local White’. So what? They are the most racial and cruel people. It helps them to ‘feel better’ and hide.
        ‘Very American’.

        Comment by Louis C. Kellman — July 12, 2014 @ 4:50 am

      • Let he who is without sin cast the first stone.

        Comment by Pat Hunte-Cusack — July 12, 2014 @ 1:53 pm

  310. Amen, Dorothy!

    Comment by Pat Hunte-Cusack — October 28, 2013 @ 3:21 pm | Reply

  311. Hi Alison, are you related to either George & Molly Camacho and their son Stephen who was captain of either B.G or the west indies cricket team or Ron Camacho who married Melanie Hutt Walter Hutt’s daughter?

    Comment by Dorothy Chabrol — November 10, 2013 @ 10:21 pm | Reply

  312. Hi Dorothy,

    George and Molly Camacho (both now deceased) were my in-laws. I am married to Stephen their son. Yes, he did captain Guyana and he opened for the WestIndies between 1968 and 1973.
    Steve is Ronald Camacho’s cousin, who Idon’t think I know,but I remember his sister, Maureen, the tennis player. It is Steve’s sister Catherine Tangye, who sent me the link to this site yesterday and i spent many fascinating hours today going through all the comments. Many names have been mentioned and I ran into my mother’s name twice,mentionedby Nora johnson, who went to her school in Georgetown,many moons ago. Your name sounds familiar. Are you from Georgetown also?

    Comment by Alison Camacho — November 11, 2013 @ 12:04 am | Reply

    • Hi Dorothy I was just on the phone with Andre! Our cousin on different sides of the fence. We were chatting our cousin Stewart Stevenson’s passing away? I knew ?George and Molly Camaco very well. Last time I saw them they came our home in Williamsville, New York! They were living in Toronto. This site is so informative. Andre mentioned a girls name that I went school with. Bernadette DaCosta? Now that’s a blast from the past. I really have to dig into the archives of my mind for these names. By the way Happy New Year!

      Comment by Nora kawalec — January 5, 2014 @ 4:47 am | Reply

    • Alision, Mrs. Hunter was the best ever Head mistress, My 3 older brothers and myself attended St. Margaret’s Primary School in the 70’s. Our mother Frances Yearwood was one of her teachers. Mary (Yearwood) Dial.

      Comment by Mary Yearwood Dial — August 16, 2017 @ 4:50 pm | Reply

  313. OMG I am sure you were at my wedding, my husbands was best known as Chabie, I am not sure if you were at my shower, anyway I grew up on Diamond Estate, and got married on the 24th of August 1968 at Petershall Estate where my dad was manager, of course you remember Brian & Brigit Saddler, and Steve and Jackie Ponds, and Peter & Lila Belmonte and Chris Nags and his wife and Eddie Luckou not sure if I spelt that right. I would love to hear from you guys, I live in Ontario Canada with our son Robert he is forty two has a really good job and is doing really well, if you would like to email me sometime my email is I am also on Skype.
    Take care Dorothy

    Comment by Dorothy Chabrol — November 11, 2013 @ 12:37 am | Reply

  314. Luckoo just remembered

    Comment by Dorothy Chabrol — November 11, 2013 @ 12:39 am | Reply

  315. Alison, yes, I’m so glad that you remember my folks. Mom, Flo., passed this year at 90, so we brought her to upto Scotland, in September, Jean is still alive , living in London at 93.. We are all so blessed with some wonderful memories of days gone by. Yes, I watched many an innings by Stephen opening for Windies.. Was able to meetup with Bob Bayley, Jeff Bayley, Bill Strang. Thanks

    Martin Knowles

    Comment by Robert knowles — November 11, 2013 @ 12:52 am | Reply

  316. This is a fascinating site. My father in law was Dr. R.C.H Grimes-Graeme who was chief geologist at Demba from 1945 to 1952, when he was posted to the Volta Dam project in Ghana. My
    husband Rod came to BG with his parents from Montreal in 1945 at the age of 2 and knows many of the people contributing here. Rod came back to Guyana in 1965, flying down the De Havilland
    Twin Otter purchased by Demba from Toronto to Mackenzie with Tom Wilson in that year. He and I met in Guyana in 1966 and were married in 1969. He started his own air charter company,
    Inair Ltd., in 1969, which was bought out by Yacoob Mazarally in 1977 when due to the dire political situation we left Guyana with our two young boys to live in Antigua, where we still are. My father, John Jardim, ran J P Santos & Co. Ltd. till 1974 when he retired. Inair Ltd. became Air Services Ltd., and is now run by Yacoob’s daughter, Annette Arjoon-Martins: it is now an impressive concern with many more aircraft than the three we were restricted to when we sold the company.
    Dr. Lesley Evan-Wong was our family dentist in the 1950s, and Lesley’s son Bernie, who has lived in Antigua with his family for many years, is a friend of ours. Dr. Peter Arjoon delivered our first son, Roddy, at the Medical Arts Centre on Thomas St. in Georgetown in 1973. Our second son John was delivered by Dr. Ying in 1975 at the Mercy Hospital – Dr. Ying had his offices on the Kitty Main Road at that time.
    We operated Inair Ltd. at Ogle Airstrip from a hangar rented from Bookers, who ran their crop-dusting operation out of there. Also at Ogle at that time were Noel Foster who flew the Reynolds aircraft, George Grandsoult with his Islanders, Henry Fitt with his 206s; Brion Murphy was the Bookers chief pilot, John Rix the chief engineer who signed all our aircraft off, and Ernie Fernandes flew for Bookers. We were a close little community and spent a lot of time at the Ogle Club (badminton, billiards and tennis at the Red House where Edgar Readwin and his family lived at one time).
    This site has brought so many memories back. Both my father and mother in law, Rod and Muriel Grimes-Graeme have been dead for many years, as has my father John Jardim (1978 in Antigua), and my mother, Olive Jardim who died aged 99 in Antigua in 2011.
    The Strangs, Bayleys, Gorinskys, Hunters, Camachos were all family friends, as were so many of the names I see here.
    Elaine Maria Grimes-Graeme

    Comment by E.M. Grimes-Graeme — November 11, 2013 @ 5:53 pm | Reply

    • This is indeed a fascinating site! I found it by accident after looking up Bishops High School. I was born in Georgetown, my parents were Harold and Mary Foster – Mum, a Bailey from Barbados and Dad from St Kitts – and went to school from Ogle in the Estate van, first to St Gabriel’s and then to Bishops. I remember the Warwicks (beautiful home – hands behind your back time!) the Schulers (sp?) the Ouckamas and the Murphies and grew up playing with all their families. I remember our huge Jamoon tree which stained your clothes so badly, marabunta stings, donkey cart rides for birthday treats, Mrs Schuler’s delicious fudge and the trench between the two rows of estate houses. My sister, Janice is still in touch with Desmond and Jenniifer O. My brother George was born at Ogle, which I believe has now a big airport. My daughters are Jennifer and Karen (Brian Murphy’s daughter) and I wonder if my choice of names came from my early childhood memories?!
      I would be really interested to hear if anyone knows any news of Rosalind Dolphin or her cousin Volda Clark, who were at Bishops with me until I left to go to school in the UK in 1963. Rosalind went up to Canada afterwards but I have since lost touch with her. My father later transferred to Enmore (more school van time – culminating in the dreadful hand grenade incident when young Godfrey Texiera lost his life) was friends with the Woolers, Texieras, Daguiars and more…After that tragedy my parents decided it was time to move and they went to Jamaica then on to Br Honduras before going back to Barbados for a few years. They then joined us kids in the Uk and we have now become the ‘English’ relatives – but roots go deep and I still feel I am a ‘mud head’ at heart!!

      Comment by Angela Williams (nee Foster) — May 2, 2015 @ 8:54 am | Reply

      • PS: A senior moment – not Warwicks, they were at Enmore, it was the Sutherlands in the Ogle ‘ Hands behind your back’ memory – They had lots of ornaments!

        Comment by Angela Williams (nee Foster) — May 2, 2015 @ 9:22 am

      • I remember Angie Foster….our parents were friendly and we used to visit each other’s homes. My parents were Robbie and Winnie Hunter and we lived on Camp Street in Georgetown. My parents had also lived at Ogle, but before I was born. I was briefly (1st year of school ) at St. Gabriel’s and then at the Ursuline Convent…both the prep and the high schools. You were about my age, if my memory serves me correctly….I was born in 1948. My memories of your family are probably mostly pre-1960. Alison (Hunter) Camacho

        Date: Sat, 2 May 2015 15:58:15 +0000 To:

        Comment by Alison Camacho — May 2, 2015 @ 6:32 pm

      • Angela – this is Nancy Rickford whom you may remember from BHS. I am in touch with Rosalind Dolphin who is in Montreal. We have a very active, vibrant alumni association here in Toronto, Canada. In fact, we just sang the school hymn “Look Down On Us, O Father” at the funeral of an older alumna on Saturday! I’d be delighted to hear from you directly at and I can then put you in touch with Ros and a number of other BHS classmates.

        Comment by Nancy Rickford — November 7, 2017 @ 4:47 pm

      • Angela, if you see this, please know that I too am trying to get in touch with you. I live in Montreal. Will google Angela Williams and see if I can find your contact information. Feel free to do the same for me: Rosalind Dolphin (Bradford).

        Comment by Rosalind Dolphin — November 7, 2017 @ 6:24 pm

  317. I recall going to McKenzie by boat (its been mentioned by other bloggers but I cannot remember the name?) in about May or June 1965-we stayed in the Salvation Army hostel? and somehow managing to hitch a lift on a plane back to the small Bookers Strip near the sea: was that Ogle, it certainly was not Atkinson Field. Might it have been your husband who was the pilot? Somehow I recall an accent that was not from the UK. I presume he might have known the US diamond prospectors, who also flew regularly into the Interior, Don Haack, Frank Eagle, Jim Pitson et al from those small airfields.

    Best wishes
    Mike B

    Comment by mike B — November 12, 2013 @ 5:02 pm | Reply

  318. Hello Elaine, I lived in Mackenzie from 1968 to 1975 my husband was a systems analyst with Demba, and Dr. Peter Arjoon also delivered our son Robert at Medical Arts Centre on Thomas St. in Georgetown I also knew Henry Fitt and Noreen Fitt who was a hair dresser and the Strangs

    Comment by Dorothy Chabrol — November 12, 2013 @ 7:32 pm | Reply

  319. Wow, all the original Strangs have passed with exception of Jean, she’s in London, at 95. I’m Flo’s son, living in Pa. It’s so wonderful to read all the family stories and names that Mom mentioned. My parents left Guyana for Jamaica we were there from 1955–1979, so the island was home to self and siblings but Guyanese stories were always part of our lives.

    Comment by Robert knowles — November 12, 2013 @ 7:44 pm | Reply

  320. Could well have been Rod who flew you Mike – Ogle was the Bookers strip on the East Coast. Rod flew for Don Haack for a while, as well as for Henry Fitt and Bungle Clavier, and he knew Frank Eagle and Harry Wendt very well. There were lots of American prospectors there in the late 60s – people like Floyd Parks and Tex Trussel and John Partin – all flying into the interior to look for gold and diamonds. Some of them were real characters. Dave Myers and his father, John Forbes at Karisparu and so many others. And Dorothy, Henry was Noreen’s brother in law. Noreen’s son Jonathan and his wife have lived in Antigua for over 30 years now.
    The Otter Rod flew down from Canada was not a twin engined one, it was a single. I made a mistake.

    Comment by E.M. Grimes-Graeme — November 12, 2013 @ 10:38 pm | Reply

  321. thanks so I am guessing Noreen’s husband was Cecil Fitt we spent our honeymoon at Minari guest house in the interior and Cecil was our pilot he flew us down into the gorge of the falls it was breathtaking thanks for the memory. Dorothy

    Comment by Dorothy Chabrol — November 12, 2013 @ 11:30 pm | Reply

  322. Hi, Was Cecil Fitt brother /related to Henry Fitt who We knew very well.??

    Eileen Keating -Pearson

    Comment by eileen Pearson (Keating) — November 13, 2013 @ 8:31 am | Reply

  323. Hi all – Noreen’s husband was Victor Fitt, who was in the Police Force at one time. Their sons were David and Jonathan. Cecil Fitt was Victor and Henry’s brother, married to Joan from Barbados, where they retired to in later years. Cecil was in insurance. Henry was the pilot – flew for so many years and then disappeared on a trip in 1982 I think was the year. We were all terribly upset when that happened – he had gone out of his way to help so many young people starting in flying and was an extremely kind and good natured man, and a really experienced pilot. The plane was never found.
    Manari was owned by the Orellas – I think it is still there though whether still a guest house I don’t know.

    Comment by E.M. Grimes-Graeme — November 13, 2013 @ 7:35 pm | Reply

    • My goodness! Hi E.M. and Rod. If Bernie and I ever get to Antigua, I’ll try to find you. I don’t know if Tom Wilson checks this site, but I’ve just e-mailed him. Lovely memories. Last I saw you was in Montreal with Donna Vieira, who, by the way, I met up with this year. Was sad when Carm Conley died; she was such a lovely person. I remember well when your in-laws lived on the Lakeshore in Montreal and they invited Joan Fraser and me for dinner – this was in 1967 when I’d just moved north and Joan had me share her apartment until I found my feet. They paid for our taxi back after dinner! Best regards!

      Comment by Pat Hunte-Cusack — November 17, 2013 @ 9:37 pm | Reply

  324. Yes Minari was owned in 1968 by Aunt Maggie Orella who I have been told was Knighted by the Queen for pioneering the interior, she was a fantastic lady always so happy and good natured still remember the huge table loaded with fresh steaks and eggs and the Buckaroos who were of course Amerindian cowboys, in their chaps rounding up the cattle early in the morning, with the beautiful misty mountains in the background. Ah those were the days.

    Comment by Dorothy Chabrol — November 13, 2013 @ 11:04 pm | Reply

  325. Hi Nora no I live in Southern Ontario, nice chatting too,

    Comment by Dorothy Chabrol — November 13, 2013 @ 11:09 pm | Reply

  326. Hi yes Cecil Fitt was Henry Fitt’s brother

    Comment by Dorothy Chabrol — November 13, 2013 @ 11:16 pm | Reply

    • Hi Dorothy, thanks for confirming that. My friend Annalott who worked for German Embassy along with (ambassador) Mike Jovy ( who ,incidentally you may know married his Guianese secretary ) used to know Henry better. She used to fly with him quite a lot and was rather a daredevil! used to frighten the life out of me when they did stunts!! It’s a great site –isn’t it?? You seem to know everyone!

      Regards Eileen pearson

      Comment by eileen pearson — November 14, 2013 @ 11:38 am | Reply

  327. Thanks Eileen, I never before thought about how many people I knew, and how much I miss my youth and childhood, I truly would not exchange it for anything. I also miss the British Guiana I grew up in, the values and respect people had for one another.

    Comment by Dorothy Chabrol — November 14, 2013 @ 7:15 pm | Reply

    • Dorothy – can you tell me whether Cassareep needs to be refrigerated after it is opened?

      Comment by Pat Hunte-Cusack — December 6, 2013 @ 9:11 pm | Reply

  328. I own a painting that I have treasured for years. My Dad bought it in BG and it is signed with the year “46”.The image is of a black woman in a gorgeous coloured pink dress. She is carrying a child in her left arm and a bag in her right arm. She is also wearing a wide brimmed pink hat. She is walking barefooted down a sidewalk sided by gorgeous turquoise, aqua buildings with palm trees in the background.Oh yes, and there are chickens on the sidewalk.

    The first name of the artist is Reginald and the last name in the artists lovely script looks like it could be “Ching” ?? It is difficult to read because part of it is over the darker paint. P or c., h i? …ng. ?

    Does anyone know of this artist? He should be a national treasure. Here’s hoping someone out there can help.
    Sue Morris, Selkirk, Manitoba, Canada

    Comment by Suzanne Morris — November 17, 2013 @ 12:52 am | Reply

    • Sue. The Artist that you seek is probably Reginald Phang. You can ‘Google’ him. He helped found ‘Guyana Graphics’ . He moved to Trinidad and on to Canada. He worked at ‘Dominion Stores’ and retired from there. I last saw him in 1968. He also taught and inspired all grades of aspiring students.
      His favorite teaching ‘tool’ was a piece of charcoal and the words “Study the subject”.

      Comment by Louis C. Kellman — July 6, 2014 @ 12:00 am | Reply

      • I am thrilled to read that this painting is still bringing pleasure to its owner. Reginald Phang was my great-uncle, the brother of my grandmother Irene Phang. I would love to see this painting. Can you email a photo to me, Sue Morris? My email is

        Comment by Michele Desouza — March 2, 2015 @ 3:50 am

  329. Hi Pat, no you do not need to refrigerate cassareep, after opening, but I always use the entire bottle, then you really get all the flavour of a great Pepper Pot hope this has been helpful
    P.S hope you and yours have a Very Merry Christmas, and a Happy, Healthy & Prosperous New Year.
    I want to take this opportunity to wish everyone who views Guiana Then and Now All the Best For the Holidays and the New Year ahead

    Comment by Dorothy Chabrol — December 6, 2013 @ 9:56 pm | Reply

    • Thanks Dorothy! Same to you and to all the visitors to this site.

      Comment by Pat Hunte-Cusack — December 7, 2013 @ 1:51 am | Reply

      • Can you find cassareep in Wainfleet?

        Comment by Jane Macdonald — January 2, 2014 @ 3:04 am

    • Dorothy I think I made a mistake is it your daughter that’s lies in Gy? Andre was telling me one of the family still lives down there? Is it Thora’s daughter. I’m confused!

      Comment by Nora kawalec — January 5, 2014 @ 8:28 pm | Reply

  330. New Year greetings to all, as to finding cassareep in Wainfleet, I live in southern Ontario, Canada, sorry I can’t help you with this.

    Comment by Dorothy Chabrol — January 2, 2014 @ 5:46 am | Reply

    • Happy New Year to everyone!

      Comment by Dorothy Mitra — January 2, 2014 @ 9:23 am | Reply

    • It is available in St. Catharines!

      Comment by Pat Hunte-Cusack — January 2, 2014 @ 8:08 pm | Reply

  331. Sure, I get mine from an Asian supermarket in Pickering called t’Phat you can get almost anything there or at Harries west indian store on Lawrence and Markham road in scarborough

    Comment by Dorothy Chabrol — January 2, 2014 @ 9:28 pm | Reply

  332. Hi Nora. Happy New Year to you too, I don’t know much about the Stevenson family, I remember Muriel, and Carl who was my uncle and Frankie, Brenda, who I believe is or was married to Chico Beharry can’t remember her sister’s name was it Barbara??

    Comment by Dorothy Chabrol — January 5, 2014 @ 10:29 pm | Reply

    • Hello Dorothy, Nora is my cousin on my grandfather’s side. Frank Stevenson and Mabel Stevenson (nee Bayne) were my maternal grandparents. Their eldest daughter Frances Yearwood married Dennis Yearwood aka Jinks, was/ are my parents. Frank & Mabel had 7 children, Frances RIP, Brenda, June, Barbara RIP, married Chico Beharry, Allan, Stewart RIP and Jill.

      Comment by Mary Yearwood Dial — August 16, 2017 @ 4:59 pm | Reply

      • Mrs Hunter was a legend. I never grew up in Guyana but many of my cousins
        did and knew the family very well

        Comment by knowlesmultimedia — August 16, 2017 @ 5:09 pm

  333. Hi Nora, I am Thora’s eldest daughter, and no I don’t have a daughter only one son who also lives in Ontario. I suspect Andre may have been referring to Wanda Corria.

    Comment by Dorothy Chabrol — January 6, 2014 @ 8:06 am | Reply

  334. Hi again Nora, lol as I said in the reply I just sent you, I live in Ontario, Canada, I did know Natalie & Elaine very well, we all lived on the same sugar plantation, Diamond Estate, enjoy hearing from you, look forward to hearing from you again soon.

    Comment by Dorothy Chabrol — January 6, 2014 @ 8:18 am | Reply

  335. Oh Dorothy I’m sorry, es I read that you did have son. All I can say is duh! On me. I wonder whatever happened to Natalie, I wonder if she went back to Gy. I hear she hated England.

    Comment by Nora kawalec — January 6, 2014 @ 8:30 pm | Reply

  336. Hi Nora, no problem, yes I am sure Natalie would hate England she was always an outdoor person, her husband is English her married name is
    Harbored if you would prefer you can email me the weather here has taken a turn for the worse again the current temperature is 2 F with more snow coming it’s like living at the North Pole, so long for now .

    Comment by Dorothy Chabrol — January 7, 2014 @ 7:00 am | Reply

  337. Dorothy Chabrol, was your father an overseer at Leonora in 1931 or 1932? A Bill Howard was there. My father was the deputy manager in 1934 when there were big labour troubles. Did he ever discuss this event with your family? My father was Tommy Kenyon. It would be quite a coincidence if he did.
    Roger Kenyon

    Comment by Roger Kenyon — January 10, 2014 @ 10:46 pm | Reply

  338. Hi Roger, yes he was an overseer at Leonora in 1931 – 1932 and yes his name is Bill Howard and I definitely remember him speaking of Tommy Kenyon I have a photo that was taken at Leonora, if you can provide an email address I will send it to you, my parents are both deceased, but what a small world I never would have believed I would be speaking with someone whose dad knew my dad from his youth. We then lived at C I then moved to Diamond Estate where he was deputy manager, where I grew up, he was then transferred to Petershall where he was manager until he retired and moved to Ontario, Canada, and yes he did mention about the big labour troubles. Thanks so much for contacting me.
    Dorothy Chabrol

    Comment by Dorothy Chabrol — January 11, 2014 @ 8:08 am | Reply

  339. Dorothy, that is very good news. Please use

    Comment by Roger Kenyon — January 11, 2014 @ 11:27 am | Reply

  340. Hi Everyone, I feel fortunate, I stumbled on this site, while looking for some information for the early 1960’s or late 1950’s. Do anyone know how I can find articles written in the newspaper of that time.
    It was ‘Mainly for Women’. Would be very glad if u can help.

    Comment by Bibi Rahaman — January 13, 2014 @ 8:08 am | Reply

    • Dear Bibi,
      The Guyana newspapers of the late 1950s/early 1960s have either gone out of existence, acquired new ownership or replaced by new ones. I suggest therefore that you direct your enquiries to the following:
      Mr Adam Harris, Editor, Kaieteur News at
      The Editor, Stabroek News at
      Peter Halder

      Comment by Peter Halder — January 14, 2014 @ 4:47 pm | Reply

  341. I am looking for records from 1962 Miss Albion Queen, she was crowned at the Albion community centre. If anyone can get the archived files will be appreciated.

    Comment by Evelyn Sugrim — January 14, 2014 @ 12:02 am | Reply

  342. To Peter Halder, Thank you and will further my enquiries when I go to Guyana..

    Comment by Bibi Rahaman — January 14, 2014 @ 6:30 pm | Reply

  343. my great granda father came from georgetown ,to northern ireland to be an account ,but instead he became a doctor, dr denny, his son my grandfather became a boxer garnett denny. Last week his brother leo passed away. I was looking to find anyone who knew the Denny’s of georgetown, guiana . I would love to learn the history as my granda and his brother and sister are gone now but I know his father and my great great granda had other families there. Thank you

    Comment by lisa denny — January 28, 2014 @ 2:10 pm | Reply

    • Hello Lisa, my name is Jackie Denny, born and raised in the US but I’m from the Dennys of Georgetown, Guyana! Maybe we can chat!

      Comment by Jackie Denny — September 6, 2015 @ 3:17 am | Reply

  344. My name is Arlene Mattai and I lived at 85 Lamaha Street in Albertown, Georgetown, Guyana. I am hoping to find friends from Comenius Moravian School, and St. Joseph’s High School. I was also Miss. Diwali 1972 at the Mahatma Ghandi Youth Building. I would love to retrieve the newspaper clippings/advertisements that were published in the newspaper in 1972. The commercials were advertising B.H. Paints who were my sponsors – Mr. Neville Fenton who was then on Regent Street. Anyone with this information please let me let me know how I can acquire these newspaper articles, clippings, and commercials. I also would like to find Meena Khan who is the daughter of Moneer or Monir Khan who lived on Anira Street in Queenstown. He was a member of the PPP – People’s Progressive Party.

    Comment by Arlene Mattai — January 30, 2014 @ 3:40 am | Reply

    • Arlene,
      You can try the Guyana Chronicle by e-mailing The FAX number is 592-227-5208, The Guyana Sanatan Maha Sabha organized the Miss Diwali Pageant from 1960-1990 so you can also contact it in Georgetown.

      Comment by Peter Halder — January 30, 2014 @ 1:05 pm | Reply

      • Thanks much Peter Halder. I am sorry that this response is coming your way so late. However, I am grateful, and has just sent an e-mail to the Guyana chronicle for more info as suggested.


        Ms. Mattai

        Comment by Arlene Mattai — March 9, 2014 @ 3:15 am

  345. Archives from 1972 for Miss. Diwali 1972 – Arlene Mattai

    Comment by Arlene Mattai — January 30, 2014 @ 4:00 am | Reply

  346. What a great sight! I am blessed to still have both of my parents and everytime I return to Guyana I learn something new. My mother, before marriage well over 50 years ago, was known as Norma Mohammed and she worked for Bookers Accounts dept. She has made mention of the name Wong and may have known some of your relatives in Georegtown; from what I can gather my mother spent a good part of her early years attending all the social events of the time. She used to go around with her cousin F McDoom

    Comment by Michael Luckhoo — February 12, 2014 @ 6:05 pm | Reply

  347. I wonder if your mother knew my father Eric Basil Chapman. He worked for Bookers in the Finance Department. I am desperate to try and find out anything about him as since starting my family tree I realise I knew very little about him. He lived in Berbice for many years and then we lived in Georgetown prior to coming over to England in 1962. My sister – Norma Audrey – was a nurse at the local hospital in New Amsterdam. My brother – George Eric 9 known as Johnny) lived on the Ogle Estate.

    Pat. Morgan

    Comment by Pat Morgan — February 12, 2014 @ 11:04 pm | Reply

    • Pat Morgan, was your brother Johnny married to Dorothy Yearwood and then Muriel Cole Yearwood?

      Comment by Frances Hill — February 2, 2019 @ 3:55 am | Reply

      • Hi Frances. Yes I am JOhnny’s sister. Sadly he died 3 years ago. His second wife, who I know as Myrtle, lives in Toronto, Canada. She is moving to Vancouver very soon. How did you knbow my brother.

        Looking forward to hearing from you


        Comment by Pat Morgan — February 3, 2019 @ 10:01 am

      • Hi Pat, my aunt Dorothy (Dottie) Yearwood was married to Johnny. Their two children are my 1st cousins. Dottie is my mom’s Sheila Yearwood (Horne.
        Peters) sister. I have a family picture of their wedding that you and I would be in taken at the Ogle Estate club house. Myrtle was married to my mom’s brother Bunny Yearwood. Their two boys Bill and David (Max) are my 1st cousins. I see Myrtle occasionally. Will most likely see her before she leaves for BC.

        Comment by Frances Hill — February 3, 2019 @ 9:30 pm

      • Great to hear from you. I have photos of the wedding. Think myrtle is a lovely person and am very fond of her. Do you know anything about my parents Grace and Eric Chapman. Not having much luck with my research on them b

        Comment by Pat Morgan — February 3, 2019 @ 10:04 pm

      • Hi, I will ask Dottie and my Uncle Bill. Dottie lives Holland.

        Comment by Frances Hill — February 3, 2019 @ 10:42 pm

      • Ta for that. Don’t think Dottie will know much more than myrtle, but it’s certainly worth a try

        Comment by Pat Morgan — February 4, 2019 @ 9:42 am

  348. I shall certainly ask my mother for you; she was also a secretary and I believe she is still in contact with the old Bookers manager. I shall also check with my father as he was an engineer for Bookers Shipping.

    My father spent his holidays in New Amsterdam on Pitt Street, but that was long before either our times I suspect.

    One of my late uncles, also Michael, worked for the mining company in Mackenzie for many years and I have enjoyed many swimming sessions at the old Watooka Club House, by myself and with my children, who although born in London, seem to have developed an instant affection for Guyana.

    Comment by Michael Luckhoo — February 13, 2014 @ 1:40 am | Reply

  349. I seem to recall that there was a chap called Luckhoo, who was the Attorney general (or some other legal person) in BG in 1964 after Burnham took over from Cheddi jagan as PM? Am I right and is this another relative of yours?
    Interestingly, I have just returned from a week (getting away from the UK’s dreadful rain -almost like the Wet Seasons in BG I recall!) in Madeira. A friend sent me a link to a site which described the fact that some 14,000 Madeirans emigrated to BG in the 1830s: presumably after the ending of slavery. They had sugar processing skills to bring with them, and of course were actually of Portuguese nationality. -I can recall that in 1864/5 there were many names of shops and other more senior positions in BG that seemed not to be local. Veira, De Spar, D’aguir sorry if I have spelt those incorrectly.
    best to all
    Mike B

    Comment by mike B — February 13, 2014 @ 4:19 am | Reply

  350. That should be 1964/5 -my brain is obviously still on holiday!

    Comment by mike B — February 13, 2014 @ 4:20 am | Reply

  351. Hello Michael, are you by any chance related to Eddie Luckhoo, or Sir Lionel Luchoo, I knew Eddie from the Georgetown Cricket Club, and was on a flight that Sir Lionel Luchoo was on, I was going to Barbados.

    Comment by Dorothy Chabrol — February 13, 2014 @ 6:54 am | Reply

  352. My dear aunt Kismuth, now long gone, always used to say that myself, my three brothers and my sister, had cousins by the dozens! The Luckhoo’s to whom you both refer, were/are relatives, but we are seperated by generations.

    My aunt Amina, born in Georgetown in 1901, knew Sir Lionel but I have no personal knowledge of him. My father, who was born in a house, nearly opposite the beautiful little dutch style church, on Brickdam, did used to go to
    Sir Lionels home for lunch, during term time, along with his brother. This was in the late 1930’s. My father did relate that he was scolded by Sir Lionel for entering through a hole, in what I presume was an old fashioned picket fence, rather than the front of the house!
    My grandfather was Warren Kenneth Luckhoo, who I understand worked as a legal clerk.
    My whole family, from what I have observed, have always been cricket mad!! I have a small portion of a picture, showing my mothers father in his cricket blazer, in the 1920’s, when he played for what I think was called the East Indies Cricket Club. We could not see anything on TV but cricket, once the broadcasts started. My dear aunt Angela, now gone, could have told you all of the stats and indeed the solutions to all cricket problems, which mostly involved lots of people being sacked!!!
    Even now, when I return, I still sit down with my father and watch for hours…….there does always seem to be a match going on somewhere in the world.

    Comment by Michael Luckhoo — February 13, 2014 @ 10:00 am | Reply

  353. Hi, I am researching connections between my university, University of Glasgow, and early 1800s British Guyana. I am looking for individual named Augustus Yearwood, son of Richard Yearwood possibly a craftsman. If you have any information on Yearwoods in Guyana, please get in touch or write a commnet. Thank you

    Comment by Marta Kulesza — February 24, 2014 @ 4:26 pm | Reply

  354. Hi the only Yearwood’s I know are Jinks, and Bunny, brothers, but as different as cheese is to chalk

    Comment by Dorothy Chabrol — February 24, 2014 @ 9:47 pm | Reply

    • Jinks is my dad

      Comment by Mary Yearwood Dial — August 16, 2017 @ 5:01 pm | Reply

  355. I was very fortunate to find your web site and and you might be able to assist me, let me explain. In August 1953 some friends of mine came to live in British Guyana. Details are as follows; Mrs Eileen Dorling she is now dead. Her daughter Mrs Eileen Dorling Jones she would now be in her early eighties
    she had a daughter Christine (Tina) Dorling Jones she should now be in her sixties. WE did communicate for a short time but after a short while this stopped; all I can remember the address was Bel Air Hotel in Georgetown. I was in the RAF so I was unable to follow them out there. Eileen was an attractive young woman–you could liken her to the blonde girl in the ABBA pop group. I have tried to find out over many years what happened to them as I think their was some unrest in BG during the 50?60’s. I have tried in the past at B D M department also the church but did not receive a reply.
    The Dorlings used to have a small holding with a caravan site at Iver Heath Bucks my sister used to have a caravan there,I would stay with her and her husband on my days off and help on the farm. I would dearly like to know what happened to them–did they stay or come back to the UK or move somewhere else. Perhaps one of your contributors may be able to help.
    Many thanks
    Len Wright.

    Comment by Len Wright — February 27, 2014 @ 8:44 pm | Reply

  356. Hi my name is Dorothy Chabrol, nee Howard and I grew up mostly on Diamond Estate, and one of my closest friends, Maureen Taylor who was born in England but lived also on Diamond estate, returned to England with her parents, Marjory & Eric Taylor, I think he was an engineer in the factory, anyway the last time I saw Maureen was in the U.S.A in the mid sixties, she was a flight attendant with B.O.A.C and was transferred to ground staff, at Kennedy Air Port after she married, as her husband was a bar tender in New York, somehow in moving from country to country I lost her address and phone number, she had a little girl her name was Samantha, if anyone knows how I can make contact with her Please let me know.
    Many Thanks

    Comment by Dorothy Chabrol — February 28, 2014 @ 11:02 pm | Reply

    • Hi Dorothy I was just scrolling down the comments I noticed your reference to Diamond Estate and that your last name was Howard. My dad, Alfred Kersting also worked for Diamond Estate but we did not live in the compound. We had our own house but later we did moe to Peters Hall before the family left the country. Growing up I knew a Hazel Howard from the Howards of the estate. Was she related to you?

      Comment by Rita Kersting Rosendahl — June 21, 2017 @ 9:32 pm | Reply

      • HI
        Did you know
        Barbara and Hammond Farmer

        Comment by knowlesmultimedia — June 21, 2017 @ 9:52 pm

  357. I only wish my parents were still