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Florence, that is weird.
Shirley, sounds like my g gran! She objected to gran marrying grandad, bcause he was a (very recent) widower. G gran called him 'soiled goods', so they waited until gran was 21, to marry.
It was only after g gran had died, that gran found her parent's wedding - they'd married, after havig 9 children, 3 years before gran!
They'd waited so long, because they had to wait for g grandad's first wife to die!
Names, that really is a weird coincidence :-0
Sylvia, my eldest called one of her sons Jago, as she lked the name, and knew my dad's side were Cornish. Her (at the time) mother in law insisted he had been named the Cornish version of James, in honour of her father. The fact that daughter was unaware her MiL's father's name was James, competely bypassed the woman!
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I gave my daughter a certain 2 names. The first began with J, I found it in a book I read when I was about and loved it. The second C was a name that I had liked since I was a child.
When she was born, OH phoned his father, and was told that "of course you know that C was your Nain's name". No, OH didn't because Nain (Welsh grandmother) was always called by a very different shortened version.
When I started doing the family history almost 20 years ago, I discovered that J has run through OH's family from at least the late 17th century until the mid-late 19th century, in Westmorland.
We have a hand lettered list of 20 children born between 1832 and 1868 from that family, and one of the children has the name.
I haven't found any connections between OH's Westmorland/Yorkshire and Welsh families and my Lancashire/Buckinghamshire/west Yorkshire ones.
I should add that OH and I had decided that our child, boy or girl, would NOT be named after any family members to avoid any "mutterings".
So what happens??? 20 years after daughter was born, my brother's youngest child had a daughter, called her Jessica, said the J was in memory of my father (her grandfather) James "just as you had with your daughter". :-0
She had very good memories of my Dad, even though she was only 11 or 12 when he died.
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I discovered I had an elderly relative living in a flat in Sussex. I couldn’t think where I knew the address from. Turned out OH’s mother was nanny to the grandchildren of the owner when it was a single house. She used it as her English address as she was working overseas for a naval officer.
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Well not quite coincidences but I was looking at my dads maternal side and things slowly emerged
His mum was very haughty and up herself .she dressed like the old queen Mary in fitted ankle length coats and matching hat
She made a state visit every 4 years or so and our instructions were to say hello grandma and make ourselves scarce . We were lucky to get a grunt in reply
Mum and dad had eight children.lost the first one aged 3 months in 1930 and then there' was about 3 years between the next four and 4 years each with the last 3 the youngest born in 1949
So I was 12 when she made a latest visit and mum was pregnant with the youngest and gran took one look and said disdaining " not another one " made it seem they bred like rabbits
Soooo looking at her history. She had 8 children . Was pregnant with the first when she married grandfather
Grandfather died in 1911 and year later she was living with her future 2 no husband with a new baby and she had two more before they married in late 1914
It' looks like they married so he could make a spousal allotment when he went back into the forces . He had been a long term soldier in the late 1890's
My thoughts have always been what a bee cheek she had towards my mum ,at least all of us kids were born in wedlock !
Still makes me cross when I think of it
:-0
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I was researching both sides of my grandparents families when i came across this fact.My grandmothers families(her gr grt grandfather) and my grandads families(gr grt grandfather lived not but 200 yards around the corner from each other.
So before my grandparents were even born, the families would have been neighbours. Who would have thought years later long after my grandmas family moved to Stockport, that my grandparents would marry.
Such a shame we didnt have the internet back in the mid 70s. My grandad would have been fascinated by what i found out as he never knew the connection when he married grandma.
Small world Maggie and a strange coincidence indeed.
Florence in the hebrides
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It was only after I'd been doing genealogy for a few years, that I found out that my ex's gran worked at the same New Forest house, as my great gran.
Then, doing my Cornish side, I came across the name 'Dowrick' in my tree.
I used to go to school in Hampshire with a girl with this unusual name. I remember asking her about it then - she said it was a Hampshire name.
Well, certainly, her family, back to her g grandparents had lived in Hampshire, but before that - they were Cornish, in Cornwall. We may be related.
Today, I've found out that the grandson of my grandad's best mate (born and brought up in Southampton) is friends with a man (born in Doncaster) who my ex used to work with!
Have you found any weird coincidences, thanks to the internet?
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