"Well" said I, "you've found one."
Turned out to be a relative I last saw when I was 17
(You do the maths)
Anyway, he has developed the "Tracing the Family Tree" bug so he was after what ever I could tell him about our particular branch of the tree.
We met for lunch in Kalk Bay and had a hilarious time catching up on each other's family's goings on.
Since then, I have been piecing together info about my family to send to him -
Calling to mind little things about dimly remembered people -
Its been fascinating.
Here are some interesting bits I could remember about them:
* My Dad's parents were teetotallers and never allowed a drop of booze in their home yet both their sons turned out to be alcoholics and their only daughter married one.
* My Mom's father was chosen to be in the choir at Westminster Abbey but his parents could not afford the robes he needed, so he had to pass it up.
* My aunt finished university in her late teens and went on to become a trailblazer in her field
Stuff like that.
I can so see why so many people have become interested in discovering their roots
It is strangely satisfying.