Time for a change.
Join Date: Jan 2004
Location: 6 miles inland from the coast of Sussex, in the South East of England
Bikes: Dale MT2000. Bianchi FS920 Kona Explosif. Giant TCR C. Boreas Ignis. Pinarello Fp Uno.
Whilst the grandparents still had their faculties- My daughter took on a project from school on geneology. She managed to trace a few notable facts, such as I went into the Royal Marines and it turned out that my great grandmother was christed at Dover Castle. Her father was the Company Sergeant Major in the Royal Marines in 1865. Never knew that untill we went to Dover castle to see her birth registry and noted his rank and Military regiment in the Records. A full 100 years before I joined. Never knew of the Family history, but a family connection that lived on. Then there was the side of the family that I did grow up with and they are descended from Romany stock (Gypsies). very few of them left now, but the mention of my Great Aunts name still gets respect in certain quarters.
My family name is the same as a village in Kent and 40 years ago my father found out that there were a great number of relations with the same surname living not too far from where I live now. We met most of them and my dad spent many weekends reminiscing with his long lost Cousins and Uncles. It turned out that we were descended from that village in Kent, but when they moved to Sussex in the 1700's, they just took the name of the village they came from. I now live in Sussex and my uncommon name is filling the phone book for Sussex. None seem to be related in my immediate area, except for the devoutly religious family that live 1/2 a mile away. And I do mean devoutly religious. Yet another part of my extended family that I do not associate with. That family record is still in the loft, and I will have to dig it out sometime.
A matter of the times we live in, but I was born just after the war, when family ties were strong. The family meant a lot to us then and we were always visiting each other. I now only meet my relations at Funerals- not even weddings as they don't seem to happen very often. All those Aunts and uncles are still going strong and still recognisable as family members. As are their grandchildren. Bit of a shock at a Family funeral a few years ago when I embraced one of my cousins as the years had not changed her. Even when I called her name "Sylvia", she turned round. Yep It wasn't my cousin, it was her Daughter with the same name. Funny how my youth still comes back to haunt me, but I cannot remember the names of the kids in the small close where I live, but then there do seem to be hundreds of them.
Post script--- Found out that 2 of my cousins that I lost contact with in my youth as they moved up north to live on a farm, took up cycling and joined a club and became successful National cyclists. They are now back cycling after a 20 year break,and it is great telling ex national riders the pains they are about to go through.
How long was I in the army? Five foot seven.