As
it happens, I discovered this week that my Great-Great-Grandfather on my mother’s
side was in the Royal Engineers 223rd Field Company in WW1. Having visited the incredible memorial at
Tower Bridge in London, I found the realisation that one of my ancestors was in
the thick of it quite overwhelming.
Tears were shed. God help me if I watch the Sainsbury’s advert
again!
During the same session, I found out that my other set of
Great-Great-Grandparents were born in Dublin and Mayo and travelled over to the
UK in the 1800’s. That must have been quite a trip.
The
storyteller in me was buzzing with the; who, what, where, when and how’s of it
all. To work in this field and be able
to piece together the puzzle of someone’s life must be so rewarding.
