I just found out something quite sad about my family yesterday. To do with my grandmother on my dad’s side whom I didn’t know very well but only because my parents divorced when I was 5 and DM didn’t want contact with any of them.
My grandmother was Welsh from Abergavenny in south Wales and I know nothing about her, only the fact that the place where she’s from is a market town. I keep meaning to look up her maiden name.
I got speaking to a lovely Welsh woman on the bus yesterday and she told me that when my grandmother married my grandfather (who was English) she’d have been shunned and cut off from her Welsh community because of this. I don’t know how true this is but it would explain how her side of the family was never mentioned if I asked my dad. I’ve always been proud of my quarter Welsh heritage even though I don’t know much about this. I know the English and Welsh have a chequered history too with atrocities committed from the English side to the Welsh side from what I recall of history.
It’s even more sad because at one time she must’ve loved my grandad to have married him and had a child with him but apparently he wasn’t the easiest of men to live with and they had awful arguments and he developed Parkinson’s Disease in later life. How sad that she felt cut off from her Welsh family, if this is the case, and even if she’d wanted to have divorced him, probably wouldn’t have been welcomed back in her home town.
Well, grandma Peggy, I’m going to look into your maiden name and history soon just for you. And my other great grandma on the other side (that’s another story!).
I don’t even know as only a few photos if I look like my Welsh grandma and my half siblings I don’t speak to so can’t ask there.