Hello.
I know it's 5-1/2 years gone, but I may be able to fill in a bit of a blank spot.
My mother was Frances Makin, b.1921, Harpurhey, of Thomas Joseph Makin and Agnes Kean Makin.
She told the tale of one of her ancestors having been born & raised in Ireland, and having to flee for his life. He ended up in England. Perhaps Manchester was far enough from the coast for him to feel safe there. Perhaps not. That may be why in one census he said he was born in Ireland and another he and all his kin were born in England.
He had to leave Ireland because one day while he was hunting for food, two of the King's men came on him and accused him of poaching the King's game. As they prepared to hang him, he killed them both and ran away.
It makes sense to me that one would run like hell if one had just killed two police officers. I don't think waiting around for them to catch me makes any sense. There may be a rope at the end of one's life, but let's wait on that as long as we can, shall we?