Whatever the future may hold for each and every one of us, may you find happiness, fulfilment and contentment to share with each other and pass the secrets of your success to those following in your path.
For those of you who don't know the past committee who were part of Romany Road let's briefly introduce ourselves:-
Mary Horner (nee Hearn) - Editor and Secretary
"I am descended from the Hearn family, Romany Gypsies who mainly travelled Middlesex, Bucks and Berks and occasionally Kent, but eventually settled in and around West London. My grandfather 'Jack Hearn' was born in a bender tent, possibly while the family were hopping in Kent, although he didn't know his date of birth, and my Mother's Bridges family were Herefordshire Travellers. I am one of the founder members of the Romany & Traveller Family History Society and have been researching my family history and Romany history in general for over 20 years". Sadly in recent years my health hasn't been too good, major brain surgery being the main reason why I sadly felt unable to continue to produce the Romany Road journals.
ROMANY ROAD was originally formed in January 2007 by Mary Horner and Sue Day who were very quickly joined by Chris Barltrop and Rita Light. Sue kindly helped to set up the website, submitted articles and information for the journal and then went on to produce some very successful website of her own. We went on to produce twenty quarterly journals, containing unique stories, poems and photographs. All were favourably received and we acquired many committed members.
If you have a tale to tell, we would love to hear from you
Please contact us if you feel you can contribute in any way - or leave a message in our GUESTBOOK BLOG
In the meantime here's a lovely poem from one of our members
THE ROMANY
By Paul Stevens
When God made me a Romany
He told me I could roam
He said you don't need a house
This land will be your home
He gave me grass to lie on
He gave me hedges and trees
He closes my day with a sunset
And re-opens it with a breeze
He promised me lots of laughter
He said I would suffer pain
And after each break in sunshine
There would be dark clouds of rain
You gorgios will never accept me
As long as I live on your land
But God is always telling me
He will be there to hold my hand
And so I tell you gorgios
I don't mind where I roam
For God is there beside me
And will always provide a home
For those of you who don't know the past committee who were part of Romany Road let's briefly introduce ourselves:-
Mary Horner (nee Hearn) - Editor and Secretary
"I am descended from the Hearn family, Romany Gypsies who mainly travelled Middlesex, Bucks and Berks and occasionally Kent, but eventually settled in and around West London. My grandfather 'Jack Hearn' was born in a bender tent, possibly while the family were hopping in Kent, although he didn't know his date of birth, and my Mother's Bridges family were Herefordshire Travellers. I am one of the founder members of the Romany & Traveller Family History Society and have been researching my family history and Romany history in general for over 20 years". Sadly in recent years my health hasn't been too good, major brain surgery being the main reason why I sadly felt unable to continue to produce the Romany Road journals.
ROMANY ROAD was originally formed in January 2007 by Mary Horner and Sue Day who were very quickly joined by Chris Barltrop and Rita Light. Sue kindly helped to set up the website, submitted articles and information for the journal and then went on to produce some very successful website of her own. We went on to produce twenty quarterly journals, containing unique stories, poems and photographs. All were favourably received and we acquired many committed members.
If you have a tale to tell, we would love to hear from you
Please contact us if you feel you can contribute in any way - or leave a message in our GUESTBOOK BLOG
In the meantime here's a lovely poem from one of our members
THE ROMANY
By Paul Stevens
When God made me a Romany
He told me I could roam
He said you don't need a house
This land will be your home
He gave me grass to lie on
He gave me hedges and trees
He closes my day with a sunset
And re-opens it with a breeze
He promised me lots of laughter
He said I would suffer pain
And after each break in sunshine
There would be dark clouds of rain
You gorgios will never accept me
As long as I live on your land
But God is always telling me
He will be there to hold my hand
And so I tell you gorgios
I don't mind where I roam
For God is there beside me
And will always provide a home