I did my grandfather Lyall Inkster's avatars and time travel; always a joy. Lyall was from a Shetland family and was descended from the Scottish king James V.
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![]() I at last connected with one of my Familytree listed cousins, Marie Celeste, born a man in New Zealand, now transformed into a woman. We both knew we had Shetland ancestors, and by some good researching further into his and my lines I managed to find the Inkster Burra Island link. Good stuff. And even he/she hadn't realised yet that there were Inksters in his/her family line. This was my quick research. Marie Celeste has an elderly mother who though in her 90's has just done a sky dive. So I now befriend my first trans-person on Facebook, my distant cousin. And, DNA does prove one thing, that whatever are those researched links, they are genuine, rather than there having been adoptions, infidelities and hidden family skeletons. Of course, with my having so much Viking DNA that was not a line to doubt. AuthorSusie Harrison and her hobby of genealogy, always looking into her own and her friends family trees. ![]() I worked online, brushing up on my Shetland island Inkster genealogy, those self sufficient crofter women from whom I am descended. It is Toussaint here in France and the whole point of this festival day, which we call Halloween, is to focus on one's dead ancestors. It is the time to contemplate all those from whom we came, whose lives have made our own histories. So, surely a good time to be brushing up on genealogy. AuthorSusie Harrison and her hobby of genealogy, always looking into her own and her friends family trees. Quite a genealogical day really - in the morning my long awaited certificates of family births and marriages turned up, and after I'd played around with my family tree folder for a while, I went to the Mormon church for a genealogy gathering. I was the only one who turned up, so I got all the attention of Jennifer, the middle aged Mormon lady who had done so much work on her own family tree, of which she showed me a lot. We watched a Mormon video about the building of their vaults in the granite hills around Salt Lake City, and all the work they were doing underground to collect data on people from all over the world, to make it safe and secure and available to those who wish to trace their ancestors, safe enough even to withstand a nuclear explosion.
To further my family tree research I wrote a couple of letters, one to my Aunt May in Cardiff, and one to a Mr Inkster in the Shetland Isles who's traced his own family tree and is probably somewhere back related to me. Last Saturday, my mother had gone to a holiday exhibition in London and had got talking to his friend who was working on the Shetland stand. There's two types of Inksters up there, one lots from Burra Isle and the others at Scalloway. We come from the Burra Isle stock. On travelling up to london, I got to spend a day in the Census house, researching more my family tree. That was an absorbing day. I discovered I had links far back with Norfolk through the Bane's who came from the North Walsham area. I spent one more day in the Census house while in London, from which I found out quite a bit more of interest, like that some of my Welsh relatives actually came to Wales from the Forest of Dean. A big envelope arrived from the Shetland Isles, from ALan Inkster, who had lots of information about our Inkster ancestors. He said he was obsessed with finding out all about the Inksters and he is hoping in the future to form a worldwide Inkster organisation. My friends Dale and Audrey had begun tracing their family trees, an idea seeded in them by occasional visits to their house of Mormon elders. Dale had sussed out he was from fishermen Topsoms in Devon. Looking in bookshops with them I got into reading a book myself about tracing the family tree. My lover, Andy, knew already that he was descended from George Washington and the Tolpuddle Martyrs. We all visited a Norwich graveyard so Dale could see his grandparents burial place. When my mum phoned she was telling me what she knew of the family history, of crofters from the Shetland island of Burra and of a London tailors son who ran off with the maid. Along with the Topsom's, I was off to London, arriving at St Catherine's house to delve into the past of our ancestors. This was not much help, as one only had access to the indexes and had to pay £5 for each of the certificates, along with correctly supplied information. Still I could suss out a bit, like that my nanny Eileen's parents had to get married, she having been born around the same time that they got married even!!! We looked through lots of books there till it was throwing out time. On visiting Harwich I visited my granny Isabelle and asker her lots of questions about herself and her parents for my family tree quest. At my parents some days later in Burnham Beeches my godparents Chris and Carol came to visit with Great Aunty Connie, my granny Isabelle's sister. Connie had a keen memory, so I questioned her all about her parents (my great grandparents) and their parents too, and got loads of useful information for my genealogy file. I spent the next morning writing up notes on the family history. Back in Dovercourt, I now grilled my nanny Eileen and pop George for information regarding their family trees. Somehow, through nan's partial reluctance, I got to feel her father was not really her father!!! But how to find out for sure!!! Back in London, Audrey and I spent another day in St Catherine's House, trying to suss out more about our family trees. Then we went to the Census House and I found the 1881 record of my great great grandparents house in Plumstead, Alma House as it was called, which told me that my ancestor Richard Bane had been born in Norfolk; how exciting, as it was in Norwich that I currently lived. Back in Norwich I visited the local studies department in the library to check out their genealogy stuff. They had the Mormon register from which I found out more about the Inksters in the Shetland Isles. Visiting my nanny again I got to look at old family photos and I took some to get copies of.
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