I find myself troubled by a comment on another thread, about where we fell is home, which dismissed ancestors as 'people we've never met'. I had said that my family was more of a home than any one place I have lived, even more so since I have been researching them. (Mind you, we moved around a lot when I was a kid.)
I feel I have now met many of my ancestors.
I know what my Scottish greatgreatgrandfather was like, from what I know about him now. A fairly strict Victorian parent, conventional and a bit straitlaced, who couldn't cope with his eldest son - to the point of writing 'Parent' as an addition in the 'occupation' box the 1871 Census.
I appreciate my Irish greatgrandfather who was a painter and contractor but much preferred going off and sailing his boat.....and his wife who made an impulse buy of a goat at an auction, subsequently leaving it to the children to look after!
Have you met yours?
Girls grammars in the 60s (and beyond)
Tips on keeping the house cool in very hot weather
50 Greatest books of all time.
Soops kitchen, a place of reflection, refuge and at times revelry.


