Yo Cuz!

26 December 2007, 18:13

It appears that me and my husband are related.

Before you book us a one way ticket to Utah or force us into a Woody Allen marathon (a truly horrific fate), the connection is very tenuous – turns out a distant relative of his is married to my mother’s cousin. Hmm. What are the chances of that? McG and I weren’t even brought up in the same town, the only way we found out about it is that his uncle John and my mother’s cousin’s husband are on the same school board together and had worked out that there was a connection between them going a few generations back.

Ah genealogy isn’t it fascinating? All afternoon McG looked like he was about to throw up his liquid lunch. And I’ll probably get whacked by him for posting this here but hell, it amuseth me, punters.

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