I don’t but I’d like to. Last Sunday my family and I had a lovely day out at a friend’s mountain home. Apart from the usual grilling, eating, deserting and drinking, I spent ages examining his family tree which was a three part series hanging on the wall. I must admit I did feel a pang of guilt and a slight bit of jealousy that I didn’t have one too. Many of us want to write up our family stories,…
