Family Research – English, Scottish and Irish Genealogy


Ladies of the French Resistance


Through the steamed-up windows of a black cab, beaded with heavy raindrops, a white-haired old lady peers out on to London.

Impatiently, she wipes the glass with her sleeve and shakes her head, perplexed.

“I don’t recognise anything,” she mutters and sits back on her seat, indignant at having been deceived by the slipperiness of memory. for more click here

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