Hugh Pigot (Royal Navy Captain) - Family and Early Life

Family and Early Life

Pigot was born in Patshull, Staffordshire on 5 September 1769, the second son of Admiral Hugh Pigot. His mother was Hugh's second wife, Frances, who was the daughter of Sir Richard Wrottesley. The younger Hugh embarked on his naval career on 10 March 1782, when he joined the 50-gun HMS Jupiter as an admiral's servant. He sailed from the Hamoaze with the Jupiter to the West Indies, where his father was flying his flag aboard the 90-gun HMS Formidable. Pigot was advanced to midshipman or masters' mate on 1 October 1784, and received his commission as lieutenant on 21 September 1790. He received his first command, that of the sloop HMS Swan on 10 February 1794, and was assigned to operate on the Jamaica station.

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