<– More Spells and Obeah Kingston 1938 A Dangerous Place to Live—> Click to englarge image Once my Mum (Olga) started to talk about her family to me and what her life was like growing up in Jamaica, she told me about the two biggest scandals in the family (and there were quite a few!). [...]
Posts Tagged ‘Catholic religion’
Sydney Shoots a Burglar
Posted in Family History, Family Saga, Jamaican folklore, Jamaican Genealogy, Obeah, tagged Browney family, Catholic religion, family story. roots, Holy Trinity Cathedral Kingston Jamaica, Jamaica, Obeah, obeahman, Olga's diary, Ross family, Sydney Browney on July 15, 2009 | 1 Comment »
Carlton
Posted in Family History, Family Saga, Memoirs, Tracing Ancestors, tagged Catholic religion, colour prejudice, Jamaica, Obeah, Olga Browney on May 14, 2009 | 1 Comment »
<–A Loose Cannon & Catholic Church Kingston Riots —> I regret I never met my Aunt Vivie but, unfortunately, she died just a couple of years before I made contact with Mum’s (Olga) family in Jamaica. I think I would have liked her even though there was one aspect of her character I would have [...]
A Loose Cannon and the Catholic Church
Posted in Family History, Family Saga, Genealogy, Memoirs, tagged Alpha Academy, Catholic religion, Jamaica, Jamaican families, Olga Browney, Vivie on April 30, 2009 | 2 Comments »
<–Pops, Aunt Martha & Marcus Garvey Carlton —> Olga’s Diary (Continued) Dear Diary Big Scandal: My very favourite nun, Sister Marie-Thérèse, told me one day when I was at Alpha Academy, that Jamaica has the largest number of churches per square mile in the entire world. Many are beautiful, old, stone buildings going back [...]
Colonising the “land of wood and water” but Jamaica has it’s own culture
Posted in Family Saga, Jamaican History, Memoirs, tagged Blue Mountains, Catholic religion, Constant Spring Hotel, Jamaican plantation, Obeah, Ross family, superstitious rites, witchcraft on February 14, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
<—London to Kingston Life on SS Port Morant 1902 Obeah—-> My Great Aunt Lucy’s plantation was called “Mon Repose” situated in the Blue Mountains and accessible by a horse drawn buggy, up rough but scenically beautiful roads, steep hills, past towering coca palms with their feathery plumes waving in the breeze, around sudden sharp bends with waterfalls [...]

