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Katherine Galloway (née Finchley) and Matthew Galloway were the parents of the infamous Clove Sutcliffe. They are well known in their own right for their Repeated Lives, a system of History Control in which they played a vital role in the aversion of multiple possible historical catastrophes.
Their Repeated Lives spread from the 18th century to 21st century AD, and are discussed in great detail in the Personal Lives section. Most famous of their actions is the crucial role they played in both the creation and discovery of the Bacteria Conspiracy, but other notable achievements include preventing such events as the Jacobite Independence Treaty of 1745, the Scottish famine of 1765, and the Russian invasion of London. They were also instrumental in bringing about British success at the Battle of Sebastopol and in arresting The Bletchley Park Murderer, resulting in the subsequent WWII victory due to the cracking of the Enigma code.
Their lives caused the great wave of History Revisions, which began in 2056. These are discussed further in Legacy and Historical Impact and as such their importance cannot be understated.
1 Personal Lives
1.1 1728–1745
1.2 1787–1805
1.3 1833–1854
1.4 1901–1918
1.5 1923–1941
1.6 1945–1963
1.7 1993–2019
1.8 2020–Unknown
2 Legacy and Historical Impact
3 Primary Sources
3.1 Digital communications
3.2 Handwritten notes and diaries
3.3 Newspaper articles/clippings and other published works
Communications Through History: an Annotated Anthology of the Lives of Matthew and Katherine Galloway
The Last Beginning
Great Programmers of the 21st Century, Chapter 2: Clove “Anise” Sutcliffe: Time & Quantum, p. 19
“Clove, come and get your dinner!”
The little girl made an indeterminate noise of refusal, and clung more tightly to her dad’s tablet computer, anticipating the struggle that would come when Tom found her hiding place inside her duvet cover. She suspected that she might be visible from the outside, even though she was hunched over as small as possible, with white clouds of material drooping over her head.
She had things to do. She couldn’t waste any time eating dinner, even if her stomach was grumbling insistently and Granny had made apple crumble for pudding.
She carried on typing on the tablet, letting out heavy sighs and grumbles just like Daddy did when he was working.
“Clove, where are you?” Tom called, coming upstairs.
She eyed his feet as he padded into the bedroom, and after a moment of exploration, she found the edge of the duvet and stuck her head out of the hole.
“Daddy, I’m busy. I can’t eat dinner yet. I’m programming, look!”
Tom squatted down next to her bed, peering inside the duvet at her nest. “Hello there,” he said, grinning at her.
“Daddy, look!” She thrust the tablet at him.
He wiped her sticky fingerprints off the screen, examining her efforts. “Very good, Clove. You’re going to be a programmer like me, are you?”
She nodded proudly, puffing out her chest. “I’m gonna be the best programmer in the entire world,” she declared confidently.
“Well, you’re nearly there,” he agreed. “You’re better than me already. But even programmers need to eat their tea. It’s egg and chips.”
“Are there mushy peas?” she asked, considering her choices.
“Of course there are, little ’un.” He held out his arms, and she crawled into them, wrapping her own around his neck.
“All right then,” she decided, still clutching the tablet. She took a moment to admire her work as Tom carried her downstairs. She was getting very good at programming.