Those Were the Days....
today I received an email from a relative I have not met.
she is the wife of my husband's cousin; put in touch with me, by her mother-in-law, my husband's aunty.
families are complicated aren't they?
himself's family more so than most.
In the email - my "cousin-in-law" sent me several of himself's family photos - i particularly liked this one.
All of the people in this photo I have met - although by the time I met his mum and dad they had long since parted. His beloved gran in the photo and his Aunty - the one who put us all in touch.
It's a lovely snippet of the past, a past which was too short and fleeting and a past which never touched us.
It set off a conversation between myself and our two. They were fascinated - but unknowing of these people. Their grandfather was obvious - the similarity is too clear. They never met their grandmother - but they did meet their great gran and their great aunt.
We did laugh lots though - I was stuck at one generation - in 1870's everyone appears to have been called Robert or Henry, or Robert Henry - and Mary and Ellen, or Mary Ellen seems to have begot with one or t'other, or both. And now we have a photo of our Mary Ellen, and the Robert Henry begot of one Robert Henry or Another.
No Descendents of King Edward in this family