Sitting at Aunty Jeans kitchen table it suddenly dawned on me we were on our own version of Who Do You Think You Are minus the cameras.
Let me rewind to the start of the day.
We woke to fog/smog & a bit of drizzly rain (which soon disappeared) at Hayne Barton Cottage in Cullompton. The bull out the front is from a pub which shut down & was going to be cut up for fire wood before it was rescued by the cottage owner, numerous times its caught me off guard.
We called in for coffee with Aunty Jean (she married my grandpas cousin) at Wellparks (where my relatives came from). We had a lot of laughs & was very hard to tear ourselves away for some lunch. Some gaps in the family history were filled in before a quick stroll around the house & barns. The barns are due to be converted into flats, I guess on the flip side least they will be preserved in someway.
We found a tea shop in Crediton for lunch, suddenly I felt we had stepped into the set of Midsomer Murders. Outside in the square there was a small gathering for St Boniface Day, they were going to March through the town. It honestly was a scene out of Midsomer, I'm sure Barnaby & Charlie were waiting round the corner, wonder which three didn't make it? I have suspicions of how they were murdered.
The afternoon was lost spending time chatting with more relatives, Eddie & Mandy Trick & his mum. So easy to talk to & again hard to get away.
If you don't hear from me for a bit it's because the Internet at Purshall Hall isn't great but will fill you all in when I get the chance.