When this colourful box plopped through the letter box yesterday my first thoughts were “Ooh, chocolates”. Alas no, unbeknownst to me Paul had sent away for a DNA kit from the USA.
I’ve had a lot of fun in recent months researching my family tree and managed to trace my ancestors right back to 1731. Paul is also interested in geneology but only has a one-sided tree as his mother was adopted. In fact very little is know about his mum’s early years. Born out of wedlock in 1916 in Devon she was taken away from her mother at 17 months old and given to a woman who arranged adoptions. During this time she was apparently kept in a small attic room (with only a dog for company) in the seaside town of Lymington until she was three years old.
|letter disclaiming any claim to Constance by her mother|
Paul’s childless grandparents, Mr and Mrs Harris, were deeply religious and members of the Plymouth Brethren. While they were on holiday in Lymington they met the local doctor who told them about the child, Constance. The wealthy Harris’s subsequently adopted Constance, re-named her Marjorie, and she became their cherished only daughter. The adoption was never legal and this caused problems when she applied to be a nurse in the World War II because her birth certificate didn’t match her national registration name.
|Mr & Mrs Harris|
Paul is hoping his DNA test might shed some light on his mother’s birth family, particularly on the paternal side. I just hope it doesn’t open up a can of worms. Who knows what it might reveal?
|Paul's mum, Marjorie (Constance) aged 24|