Florence Nightingale

It might not be your bag but it is definitely mine, as I adore history – I attended an evening lecture about Florence Nightingale. Yep, you read that right! She is one of my childhood heroes that I learnt about during primary school and instantly, took an interest in her work, rest and play.
 
The talk was given by Vyonne Stone MBE on a Friday evening at a local church. Stone’s delivery and knowledge were impeccable. The lady spoke for 90 minutes straight, without notes, about the life of this Victorian lady and her high-class connections to the local Bracebridge and Holte families. 
 
Nightingale visited our small town several times in order to stay with her good friends for lengthy holidays. I believe on one occasion the workforce of our little industrial ‘hatting’ town were given the day off from their factory work to attend the train station to welcome her, alongside a brass band and colourful bunting. Nightingale was highly embarrassed by the huge turnout for this unexpected greeting, given her humble nature, and had to be coax from the train carriage. 

In honour of her association with our local area, we have two streets named after her: Florence Avenue and Nightingale Way.

It was an incredible talk, showing the depth of knowledge and insight into Nightingale’s mission during the Crimean war (1853-56). I could have sat for a fortnight and listened to this lady talk about the achievements and struggles of Miss Nightingale’s life. 

I’d previously learnt that Florence Nightingale had only her initials upon her grave’s memorial but it still comes as a surprise when reminded, having listened to her countless achievements. 

​It won’t come as a surprise that FN’s tombstone appears on my bucket list – it’s just a matter of time before I indulge in another little road trip. 

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