Who do you have lurking in your family tree?
Published 1 year, 10 months ago in My life.I have some very interesting ancestors eating apples in the Family Tree. My great grandmother on my fathers side, for instance, was the second woman in England to obtain a motor cycle license. Go Granny! Also my Grandmother’s elder brother (on my mums side) was the government official to whom Burma’s independence was handed.
But perhaps the most interesting is this, I am a direct descendant of Sir Thomas Lucy of Charlecote Park who, anecdotally, had William Shakespeare whipped and imprisoned for poaching on his land. This is the widely accepted theory of why Will went AWOL from Stratford for so long and the following ditty about my ancestor is commonly attributed to a young Shakespeare:
“A parliament member, a justice of peace,
At home a poor scarecrow, at London an ass,
Is Lousy is Lucy, as some folk miscall it,
Then Lucy is Lousy whatever befall it.”
So who do you have in your family tree? Come on, out with those skeletons and scandals!
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By marriage, I have this guy who used to travel around pubs collecting urine for use in tanneries, apparently. The publican would be paid (!) for the urine.
However, there wasw a scam whereby publicans would water-down the urine in order to be paid more. So the legend goes - and I am gagging as I type this - this relo would … TASTE … the urine to see if it had been watered down!
As if anyone could tell if urine had been watered down; it’s not like everyone’s urine is the same (and you’ll know this if your office has those “are you hydrated?” urine colour charts in the loos). That’s the story, anyway.
Also, here’s a copy of one of my earlier posts. It’s relevant to your question, though, indi.
It was obvious from the date of mariage and the date of my mother’s birth that my gandmother was pregnant as she skipped - or, perhaps, waddled - down the aisle.
She married a man, Bill Jones we’ll call him, with whom she was deeply in love. “I always wanted to be Mrs Jones,” my grandmother has recounted on many occasions.
Years after my father had died and just days before my mother’s 54th birthday, a nurse in a neo-natal intensive care ward commented that my mother and her sister looked nothing alike. She even asked: “Personal question but, same father?” They both laughed and said yes and then told the humourous story to my grandmother. My mother also recounted this story to my great aunt, who said, “Actually, you’d better have a talk to your mother.” That is, my grandmother.
It transpired that while my grandmother was indeed pregnant at marriage, she was not pregnant by the man she was marrying. And he knew. She had been “sent away” to where unmarried mothers went in the 1950s. He had contacted her, pledged love - and marriage, which of course rescued her… from forced adoption, poverty and/or the humiliation of being an unmarried mother.
In case you’re wondering, by the time “all was revealed” both men had died.
Family history is amazing isn’t it. Your relation was an official Piss taker! That’s fantastic!!!
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In my family tree I have the winner of the first Victoria Cross, my Great Grandfather Charles Davis Lucas, an Irish sailor. On my wife’s side is George Watt, of steam engine fame.
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in our family dark years we have a female sentenced in suffock court england to be deported to vandemians land tas and was one of the first female convicts to step foot on port auther soil tas what a dark secret to find out our family were convicts thats were the t.v. show we do got its name