Confession time, I have a deep and abiding love of old churches. The moment I gaze up at ancient soaring spires, something wakes up deep inside my heart and mind. That thing, that spark of old wonder, burns like a... Continue Reading →
My 17-generations-back great-grandfather killed Richard III, and I have a lot of feelings about it.
The only genealogy thing more fun that researching an entire family tree is researching two trees. This is because, sooner or later, those trees are going to come together. My pixie-in-law and I naturally had loads of fun doing our respective... Continue Reading →