This is the only photo I have of my family on my Dad's side. It was taken in 1918 and my Grandad is at the back on the left. I have been researching our family history and have managed to get back to about 1800. I wish I knew more about these people though.
I know where they were in 1901, but it is hard to fill in the intervening years. I wish I had talked to my Grandad when he was alive about his life and family. The memories die forever when the people pass away.
I know that the baby on my Great Granny's knee was killed in the Second World War. He was on a ship off Gibraltar that was bombed in 1940.
The young man on the far right was a fab footballer who played for Ipswich Town, but then he seems to have disappeared. What happened to him ?
These were real people with everyday lives. My Great Grandad was a teacher, but before him they were all farmers and agricultural labourers. I wish I knew more. If you have relatives with great memories, even of normal, average things, talk to them, find out how life was. I wish I had.