At breakfast this morning, I borrowed a booklet of the local history society describing Belton-in-Rutand. Disappointingly, I found nothing of personal interest.
First visit of the day was to Hambleton, the peninsula of land that sticks into Rutland water. I have visited Rutland many times, but never been here, which is where my 3xGreat grandparents have their grave. Unfortunately, years of acid rain has made the locally sourced limestone graves illegible.
Next visit was the Rutland water museum at the partially submerged church of Normanton. After taking all of the cashiers change, leaving none for the next visitor, I found a pre-water map. This confirmed that my relation actually lies at the bottom of the nature reserve, where I spend most of my time.
There was also some accounts of the people who were displaced by the building, unfortunately these did not include my relatives.
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