Earnest Wilbourn

I wrote about you again today, what is this strange feeling of having been here! Yes here: right now on this planet before?

The Picture in my hallway rested on this little wall of mine, thirty two years and you are from the 1867, you painted the very Brook in which I picked bluebells from, I didn’t even know your name, I didn’t even know you existed or Catain Vernon, with his Norman, Irish links. My Picture ‘Vernon Manor Brook’ its meaning just came into its own.

From Ode to new you light up my hallway with tales of Stories from past generations, so very many of no one knew.

Then I remembered William Blake, a good friend of the family you say, well he too was known to be a shall we say ‘eccentric’ but his artwork is for the best suited to’of an acquired taste’

Einstien also you say all of whom would have connected with each other in the spiritual realm of this alternate universe and reality.

You were all brought together and back to life from a long ago painted picture of the Vernon Mill house, that you were a living breathing part of in your paint and brush strokes of beauty captured in Captain Vernon’s daughter who you had a keen eye on.

Caption Vernon became an inspiration to many people and his generosity supersedes that of others who were becoming more industrious and less prone to sharing the prosperous wealth from the machines, installing the first mechanical innovation to replace many people, by exploiting and abusing the austerity.

There were many who lost their lives in these new technologies, mainly children, mothers loosing their only source of income by being widowed from the war of WW2 .

However Caption Vernon and his Manour House was building steam engineered heating for the greenhouse, growing rare plants, fruit and vegetables.

The Town of Stockport were showing the strain of poverty. Being the main source of Ammunition for the Army to becoming industrial cotton mills.

Ernest Wilbourn who had run away from home in Essex , stayed at the Local Inn, he painted Captain Vernon daughter, picking bluebell from the woods at the side of the Manor House in Vernon Park Stockport.

when Captain John Vernon saw the painting he realised that Ernest had grown too have developed feelings of affection towards her, he sensed this in this painting. He asked Ernest to leave as he had decided to leave all the land to the Public, while he perused his businesses in Essex and he became a member of Parliament and a subject to the King Albert and Queen Victoria.

So the Old Manor House has become a thriving business centre for Cheshire residents and all the parks, woodlands belonging to the residents of Cheshire have brought it into the new.

what I like most about this tale of ode to new is, look closely at the top and you see Mrs Crags the House Maiden, shouting Miss..(..) that lunch was ready and you feel a sense of true feelings of affection and protection for her…she obviously had a adventerous life ahead in her own life which would be very different if we had the missing peice of her name and occupation in the new and fascinating life she had, which must be documented somewhere, let’s hope, Ode to New can be the first time that we can piece together the most interesting story we have of real estate and the family.

Here we have the Manor House

Here we have where he is to marry the Love of his Wife and Children and she the magic in Art.