We are family…

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I blame my mother. Well we all do. Mothers are always reminding you of long-lost relatives you’ve never heard of. The conversation usually goes like this:

“You remember Auntie So and So, the one with the hip?”
“No, never heard of her”
“Of course you have. Married an engineer. They had that caravan at the coast”
“You remember their youngest, surely? “
“She had terrible trouble with her bowels, couldn’t get on a bus”
“You’ve lost me, Mother”

Last week I had a similar discussion with my mum which involved a relative who knew my brother years ago and used to go to my school. Facebook had linked them together again. This time the chat went like this:

“You remember Toni, her grandfather was your grandmother’s brother”
“She was born the same time as your brother, I was in hospital with her mum”
“It’s ringing a bell”
“She was two years ahead of you at school, lives in America.”
“That’s nice. And?”
“Well you should befriend her on Facebook too”
“But I don’t really know her”
“Oh but it would be nice for you”
“Oh I don’t know, Mum, she’ll think I’m mad”

Suffice to say, Mum decided to facebook-friend Toni herself and then got into a message chat with her. This is when it all got very spooky.

It turns out that my second cousin, who lives in America and whom I vaguely remember, is none other than fellow blogger Expat Mum. For the last few months since I’ve been blogging, both Expat Mum and I have been posting on the blog for mums of teenagers, Mad Manic Mamas. We have commented on each others’ posts and she has given me advice on how my son will manage on his skiing holiday. All this time neither of us were aware of our family connection…..but now we do!

Expat Mum and I are now Facebook friends and are piecing together the convoluted branches of our Newcastle-based family tree, which has now gone global. There also seems to be some facial similarities between my son and her nephew. It’s a very exciting time.

My mum is thrilled.

Thanks Mum.


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  1. The Dotterel

    April 29, 2010 3:05 pm

    Well, who'd have thought it… or 'eeeee' as they say in NyehcAstle.

    Personally I'm hoping to find out that Jo Beaufoix's my long-lost sister and that Rosie Scribble is my second-cousin once-removed. I don't know why.

    They say that, in a room full of Englishmen, over half will be related to King Edward 1st so there's every chance.

  2. TheMadHouse

    April 29, 2010 3:42 pm

    I have those conversations with my mum like that, but as the youngest in the family I have no idea what she is on about most fo the time. very 7 degrees of seperation!

  3. libby

    April 29, 2010 4:42 pm

    How fabulous! very twilight zone…..so exciting to find that connection.
    Don't those conversations with your mom drive you mad? I've started pretending that I do remember people now just to get to the point a bit quicker!!

  4. diney

    April 29, 2010 8:07 pm

    Spooky! I loved those sort of conversations with a parent – but what a surprise that yours ended in something other than an argument!

    Have been out of action over Easter and enjoying a blog break as my posts are were not getting out into feeders or whatever the heck it is, but I am hoping a man will be helping me out, if you know what I mean!!


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