I've been searching for the final resting place of my third great grandparents, John and Martha, for many years. I had cast aside a number of useless death certificates along the way, and had searched the records of every churchyard and municipal cemetery in the area. Every so often, about once every twelve months, I'd take my search off the back burner and get myself into a complete knot again. Ag-lab John was supposedly still around in 1855, when my 2nd g-grandparents married at the big parish church - unless it was a clerical error and he was already deceased, but there was no sign of him around in the census ...unless his recorded age was out by miles. Balmforth is a fairly common surname up in Yorkshire; there were a lot of Johns. Unless they had left the area after 1841 - which was a possibility, particularly with a JB from the town and of the correct age langishing in York gaol for his part in stealing sacks of grain, there was only one more place they 'could' be hiding - in the graveyard of the local independent chapel. I'd already explored the headstones on foot one Sunday afternoon without any luck. To view the burial registers, I'd have to go back up to the archives on a week-day, and so Martha and John were put back on the back-burner again for over a year. However, MollyMay's forum post alerted me to an FMP email last Friday (I never read these emails in my 'promotions inbox; I wait for someone else to tell me about them) and, good heavens, they'd released the transcriptions of a later batch of chapel burials! My fingers could barely hit the right keys as I accessed the records, thinking, Please be there... And there they were - the burials, more than twenty years apart, but almost definitely my John and Martha. The death certificates were duly applied for. Yesterday morning I came home, soaked to the skin in the pouring rain, and booted up the laptop while my clothes tumble-dried. I was not in a very good mood. Suddenly - the PDFs I'd applied for at the weekend were showing as available a day early than estimated. And... it was them. Martha died when she was only forty-two. Her two daughters (she had recently lost two other infants) were living with extended family in the census after that. So where was John until his death in old age, many years later? The ag-lab in my notes, popping up here and there, could now be confirmed as my much older 3rd great grandfather. I expect he'd had to compete with younger men to gain employment and adjusted his age accordingly. So... a brick wall of some years standing, down in a heap of dust and rubble.