Another shock horror ancestry secret unveiled

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My Great Uncle (Dad's Dad's Brother), was a 19 year old conscript in WWI. Never been outside Birmingham before, sailed to France Boxing Day 1916, killed (no body found) on 6th March 1917 on the Somme, in what his Battalion records note as a "successful" skirmish towards the German lines, with "only" 44 fatalities from the 600 men.

On the 100th anniversary, myself, my wife, sister, sister in law and cousin, were stood in the shallow depression that marked the trench line from where the Battalion walked (as you do into the teeth of machine gun and rifle fire) up a slope (unsurprisingly, the Germans held the high ground). Placed a cross and poppy to him on the lip of the depression, his middle name (and obviously surname) the same as my name .... I am not ashamed to say I had tears rolling down my face when I wrote our respective names on it.

RIP Great Uncle Joseph (and your 43 colleagues and any poor scared witless German kid who also died).
 

Ming the Merciless

There is no mercy
Location
Inside my skull
I found out my ancestors lived in the past. Quite a shock really.
 

Joey Shabadoo

My pronouns are "He", "Him" and "buggerlugs"
Sort of tangentially - I once worked in a charity shop on Arran and I noticed an old Asian woman coming in a few days in a row. Just wandering around, looking at stuff then leaving. I didn't know if she was Japanese, Chinese, Vietnamese or whatever but when she came in the next week I used one of only three Japanese words I know and greeted her with "Konichiwa". Her face lit up like the sun had come up and she pulled out a Japanese/English phrasebook and we had a (very stunted) conversation. Her grandsons were on Arran investigating opening a restaurant and she was left to her own devices. It was a long time ago now but I remember her saying she was a young girl at Nagasaki when the atomic bomb was dropped, working in an apple orchard in the hills outside the city. At this she looked upward and spread out her arms, her fingers fluttering as she described the radioactive ash falling like apple blossom all around her. It was such a vivid description and it's stayed with me to this day.
 

colly

Re member eR
Location
Leeds
Mrs Colly has done a good bit of family history. It seems my line springs from around Breslaw (now the Polish city of Wroclaw) which stands appox. 200km to the east of Dresden and is north east of Prague and south east of Berlin. My direct ancestor joined The Duke of Brunswick Light Infantry around 1797 at age 23 and was discharged for health reasons (possibly yellow fever) in September 1814, at Lymington. At the time of discharge his trade was described as 'surgeon'. Having married an English girl two years previously he settled in south London.
Mrs Colly's line she has traced back further into the 1500's and one of her ancestors a John Edmund Cooper had a daughter Agnes.(9th Great Grand Aunt ) Agnes, married an Edward Tilley in 1614
Agnes and her husband Edward were protestants and initially settled in Leiden in South Holland. They subsequently returned and set sail for the New World aboard a little ship called The Mayflower in 1620.
 
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lenfield

Well-Known Member
My grandmother's nephew had a DNA match with my grandfather's nephew. My grandparents must have had a common ancestor in the previous 4 generations.
 

Profpointy

Legendary Member
I have never tried to look at my family tree

probably not easy on my Mum's side as her Grandmother was married 7 times
the first 6 died of natural causes (or so I was told!!!)

apparently during the last marriage the vicar took her to one side and said this had better be the last because people are starting to talk!!!

Makes me think of the Laurel and Hardy film where newly married Ollie discover's he's the eighth so-named to marry the lady, and all his predecessors have died in mysterious ways.

That or the Stanley Holloway song "I'm 'enry the eighth I am I am"
 

lenfield

Well-Known Member
There was a programme on Radio 4 recently about twin sisters who had different fathers.

They were fraternal twins. Two eggs had been fertilized by sperm from two different fathers. It sounds like they had a threesome.
 

gbb

Squire
Location
Peterborough
There has been ancestry work done by my father's distant family but we're not privvy to it, but i am feeling rather neglected as I have nothing really to offer up...we've all been model citizens apparently ?
 

geocycle

Legendary Member
My forebears came over with William and looked after the logistics of his knights at Hastings. He was then rewarded with lands in Yorkshire, Lancashire and Cumbria. The shock part was he was directly implicated in the harrowing of the north where William took revenge on a northern rebellion.
 

Webbo2

Veteran
My forebears came over with William and looked after the logistics of his knights at Hastings. He was then rewarded with lands in Yorkshire, Lancashire and Cumbria. The shock part was he was directly implicated in the harrowing of the north where William took revenge on a northern rebellion.

What lands are currently yours. Just asking as I live in Yorkshire and I’m wondering should I be touching my forelock when I reply to your posts M’lud.
 

geocycle

Legendary Member
What lands are currently yours. Just asking as I live in Yorkshire and I’m wondering should I be touching my forelock when I reply to your posts M’lud.

Well, areas around Featherstone and Nostell Priory. Then they moved north to a border castle near Haltwhistle and Alston. Unfortunately, they went to recruit troops for the king in the civil war, lost the lands and their heads. Our branch lost everything so no forelock tugging required!
 
My late aunt always used to talk about the tale, which she believed completely, that one of our ancestors was the illegitimate son of a wealthy Midlands nobleman in the 19th century. My wife is interested in genealogy and started to do some research on that side of my family. We obviously never did prove the nobility connection but did find out that the relative concerned had quite an interesting life, including owning a champion greyhound in the popular sport of hare coursing, but most interestingly, and very embarrassingly for my aunt, had a criminal conviction for running a Dudley brothel. Unsurprisingly she chose never to believe that.
 
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