Biography
Percy Edward Pinkerton was born on 19 June 1855, at Manor Road, Stamford Hill, Stoke Newington, London, Middlesex. He was the third child of George Pinkerton (1823–1899) and Mary Easum (1823–1868). His siblings were Eustace (b. 1852 Stoke Newington), a member of the London Stock Exchange, Algernon Robert (b. 1853, Stoke Newington - d.1937 Rokeby, Tasmania, Australia), the Architect Godfrey Pinkerton (b. 1858 Godstone, Surrey - d.1937 Kensington) and Mary (b. 1860 Godstone, Surrey) who married the solicitor Gilbert Mainwaring Robinson. Percy's paternal grandparents were D.D. Robert (Doctor of Divinity)(b.circa1785 - d.1845 Newington, Surrey) & Dorothea, née possibly Theakston (b.circa1786 Sarepta, Volgograd, Russia - d.1869 Kingston, Surrey). Percy had further Russian connections as all bar one of his father's seven siblings were also born there. His maternal grandparents were Robert Hayes Easum (b.1796 Stepney, Middlesex - d.1866 Worthing, Sussex) & Elizabeth née Edlin (b.1799 Uxbridge, Middlesex - d.1878 Edmonton, Middlesex).
In 1909 Percy married Emily Harriet Woodgates at Kensington, London. and in 1911 they were living at Red Lodge, in Happisburgh, Norfolk. Emily Woodgates was born at Putely, Herefordshire December Quarter 1868, the daughter of Rector, James Richard Woodgates (b. 1829 Honiton, Devon - d.1886 Thingoe, Suffolk) & Elizabeth, née Moor (b.circa 1845 Great Bealings, Suffolk) daughter of Canon E. J. Moor.
Emily died at St Michael's Hospital, Hayle, Cornwall on the 27 November 1938 and was buried at Porthleven Cemetery on November 30.
Percy died 31 August 1946, aged 91, at Ealing House, Porthleven, Cornwall and was buried at Porthleven Cemetery alongside Emily.
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