Mary Markley
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was the wife of DAVID WALKER. She was the daughter of JOHN MUCKLIN (1845-1922) and ELIZABETH WALKER (1848-1884). Mary was born 26. Aug 1881 in 10 Morleys Yard, Glanford Brigg, 
Lincolnshire and died 11. Jan 1951, Middlesbrough, Cleveland, Yorkshire - North Riding.
Burial: Acklam Cemetery, Middlesbrough, plot A 4432
The inscription on her headstone says: "In memory of my dear wife Mary Walker died 11. Jan 1951 aged 70 years".
Mary's native town, Brigg is a small market town in North Lincolnshire, England. The town lies at the junction of the River Ancholme and east-west transport routes across northern 
Lincolnshire. As a formerly important local centre, the town's full name of Glanford Brigg is reflected in the surrounding area and local government district of the same name. The old town is centred on the marketplace (picture: Brigg Marketplace in 1836) and the adjoining streets of Bridge Street, Wrawby Street, and Bigby Street.
Mary was like DAVID WALKER a child of the Victorian era (1837-1901), and only three years old, when prehistoric boats of sewn–built and dugout construction have been found in the town, both dating to around 900 BC (below: .
Male members of her family were traditionally chimney sweeps by trade. For that reason it was not unusual that her husband got trained up by either her father or one of her brothers, too.
Mary or 'Polly', as she was called by everyone, was used to run little house shops, first at 86 Barritt Street and then, at 69 Milton Street. Later she became a general dealer (Walker's Grocery Shop) in Middlesbrough, 42 Barritt Street, which she owned latest up from the mid '20ties. "My sisters and me were used to go to the shop of 'Granny Walker' on Sunday mornings visiting her. She always had some sweets for us children. 'Polly put the kettle on ..., we'll all have tea' we were used to sing for her, then. She was a chunky little woman, at the most 5 feet tall, but very confident in herself though. Aunt Ethel had pretty similar features to her, but she was not wearing round glasses like her mother was doing. I cannot remember Granny Walker laughing much. She was very 'Victorian' the more I think about it, wearing always rather old-fashioned skirts way passed the knee in conservative colours. But I were a little boy them days and only nine years old, when she died."