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one corner of the room during the day, and formed a kind of slab, on which were placed an
old cracked basin, ewer, and soap-dish, of common yellow earthenware, with a blue
flower--'very aggravating.' “

Rupert (?Richard) W Bladon 1992 to 2003
Anthony Prichard 2003 to present

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Prince Bladud - son of Lud Hudibras, King of Britain – legend of the sources of the
waters of Bath:

“THE TRUE LEGEND OF PRINCE BLADUD 'Less than two hundred years ago, on one of the public baths
in this city, there appeared an inscription in honour of its mighty founder, the renowned Prince
Bladud. That inscription is now erased. 'For many hundred years before that time, there had been
handed down, from age to age, an old legend, that the illustrious prince being afflicted with leprosy, on
his return from reaping a rich harvest of knowledge in Athens, shunned the court of his royal father,
and consorted moodily with husbandman and pigs. Among the herd (so said the legend) was a pig of
grave and solemn countenance, with whom the prince had a fellow-feeling --for he too was wise--a pig of
thoughtful and reserved demeanour; an animal superior to his fellows, whose grunt was terrible, and
whose bite was sharp. The young prince sighed deeply as he looked upon the countenance of the
majestic swine; he thought of his royal father, and his eyes were bedewed with tears.”

E Hearle pre 1881
J A Hawkins 1881 to 1906
G B Hemming 1920 to 1923
Charles Reginald Willis 1925 to 1939 Son of Robert Willis (Joseph Smiggers). Presented the
Robert Willis Cup to promote the annual 100-mile road race
H J Brueton 1941 to 1953
Walter Flory 1955 to 1983 Captain. Addressed as Mr Pickwick Esq.
Chris C Tyler 1973 to present (Honorary Member) - President 1980
James Tyler 2014 to 2017
Tim Clark 2021 to present

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Brother Tadger – member GJE Temperance Association:
“'He may approach, I think,' said Mr. Humm, looking round him, with a fat smile. 'Brother
Tadger, let him come forth and greet us.' The little man in the drab shorts who answered to
the name of Brother Tadger, bustled down the ladder with great speed, and was
immediately afterwards heard tumbling up with the Reverend Mr. Stiggins. 'He's a-comin',
Sammy,' whispered Mr. Weller, purple in the countenance with suppressed laughter. 'Don't
say nothin' to me,' replied Sam, 'for I can't bear it. He's close to the door. I hear him a-
knockin' his head again the lath and plaster now.' As Sam Weller spoke, the little door flew