Ooh
On my Mum's side, there are hints of old blue blood from the surname Crossland- apparently they used to be big shots somewhere in West Yorkshire. And makes me related to a big portion of Barnsley. And the surname Ardron is... well I don't know actually. But apparently blue blood once again. But three generations back one of my ancestors had a *cough* liaison with a gypsy prince (the proper ones, not those pikey bastards), and it still embarrasses Gran to this day. So thanks to her I'm gypsy royalty, apparently. Oh, and I may be decended from Captain Cook (well, related to him). This however needs further research.

And to my Dad. With his surname, it goes back 400 years with absolutely nothing of note, until you count the French influence. They were French Huguenots who came over to England when they were being persecuted, and to this day all members of my family on Dad's side have the right to get married in Canterbury Cathedral. I may well exercise this right- just for the hell of it. And, so I'm told, one of them was a member of the Academie Francais- the very same body set up by Cardinal Richeleiu.

Oh, and my Dad reads the news on the radio for all of East Anglia all the way over to Hertfordshire, if that counts.
( jim_bob can herd cats., Wed 15 Jul 2009, 23:57, Reply)