disowned
on my fathers side:

my grandmother (whom i never met, she died before i was born) was a royal cousin, from a very well-to-do family from Liecester (i'm not going to state names). She was disowned and cut off from the family when she married and had children to a drunken glaswegian common gangster/poet painter.

on my mothers side, my grandparents we're an irish sea captain and daughter of a diplomat to papua new guinea. However, my mother chose to reject her private catholic school upbrining etc, so i gre up on a hippy commune in the australian countryside, while my mum made a living selling ganga to yuppies in sydney.



oh, and i was accused of being a snob last month at my sisters wedding. My family are getting less and less sophisticated every generation. such a shame.
(Mildred is a slimy, double-crossing, no-good swindler, Wed 21 Sep 2005, 12:03, Reply)