Antipodes

Les parents Kate et Gerry gardent l'espoir que leur fille Madeleine McCann , disparu il y a dix ans dans la station balnéair...

Leurs anciens propriétaires sont partis depuis un moment. Les deux cannes appartenaient aux parents de mon ex-épouse. Les fers à marquer...

It's a long time since I've mentioned my ancient ancestors in the Leicestershire village of Skeffington. I devoted considerable ener...

In France, I've always found that the very British habit of "being offended" is relatively rare. Let's say that taking off...

It's hard to imagine that a quiet and well-behaved old-timer like me might evoke the possibility of his Viking ancestry. Besides, I can’...

A couple of days ago, I made an intriguing discovery in the domain of my ancient family history. It's a little complicated to describe, ...

A few days ago, a friendly reader of my blog sent me a link to a list of online genealogical resources [ here ]. I replied that an all-impor...

The ancient blazon of the Skeffington family is composed of three bull's heads, displayed here in two quarters of the arms of Clotworthy...

In a blog post of 7 February 2012 [ display ], I referred rather rudely to certain individuals in our family tree as "ring-ins", w...

I've more-or-less terminated the opening chapter of my Skeffington One-Name Study , entitled Elusive patriarch [ download ], dealing wi...

The Domesday Survey was commissioned by King William I in 1086, two decades after the Battle of Hastings and the start of the Conquest. To...

For ages, we family-history researchers have all believed that the Mormons are our friends, and that we can take advantage indefinitely of t...

Over the last few years, this grinning mask has attained planetary notoriety as a symbol of political protest: Anonymous at Scientology...

I'm fascinated by the craftsmanship of the bright fellows who earn their living writing speeches for leading figures such as heads of st...

As I've often said already in this blog, I refer to Skeffington in Leicestershire as my patriarchal village because we have every reason...

When I was a schoolboy, we were expected to learn an assortment of curious old units of weights and measures. One of the strangest of these ...