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108 years ago to this day, Emily Davison stepped off Bridge Street, Morpeth, into Number 29, E.D. Soulsby’s Menswear shop. She walked over to the counter and handed over a pair of gloves to be cleaned and returned later that week. My Great Great Grandfather took the gloves, giving Miss Davison a receipt as he did so.
Four days later, the activist, Suffragette and former governess died from her injuries.
Emily Wilding Davison will forever be known for her passion, independence, bravery and determination. The political intention of pinning the now icon Suffragette colours to the King’s horse’s bridle before it crossed the finish line was met with devastating consequence, but in doing so, she changed history for her peers and those who have followed.
Just nine months later on 4th June 1913, Emily Wilding Davison held a return ticket in her gloved hands as she boarded a train at Victoria station. She headed for the Epsom Derby along with 500,000 people, the King and Queen and a mass of film cameras and journalists broadcasting to the Empire. Standing at Tattenham Corner, Emily watched the first few horses gallop past her with a thundering of hooves. In a split second she had located the King’s horse Anmer and with a purple, white and green silk scarf held firmly in her hand, she ducked under the barrier and onto the race track. Woman and horse collided.