My Grandad was interviewed by the police over a suspicion that he was involved in the disappearqnce of Lord Lucan. This is bad.
Nothing came of that, but some years later my Sister reckons she overheard a conversation between Gramps and my Dad which pretty much confirmed it. This is very bad.
My great Uncle, Norman Jewell, was the captain of HMS Seraph, which played a key role in Operation Mincemeat during WW2. This is good.
My Great Great Grandad got a medal from the French in WW1 for saving a load of peasants who'd wandered into a bridge just as they were in thne middle of blowing it up. I guess thats very good, although French medals are more like toys than serious gallantry awards.
It all gets a bit murkier on my mums side, a Jewish family latterly from Hungary. My Grandad was a bit of an itinerant and spoke several langages inlcuing - shudder - French, so it is strongly suspected that he is not who he said he was and may possibly have been trying to hide from the dibvle somewhere. He earned a living as a bare knuckle boxer, so wasn't exactly an upstanding citizen.
Because of that we can only trace parts of the family on Mater's side to the early 20th century, but Pater's side is well documented back to the mid 1500's.