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There's a very nice lady who lives below me in my new house. She is having all of her flooring replaced in her (pretty darn substantial) apartment, so I'm gifted many many boxes of offcuts of oak wood. This is awesome for my wood burning stove. My stove likes oak, although it doesn't last very long.
After coming up the other night to let me know she had some more wood for me, she also said "Did you know that General Ulysses Grant and the Prince and Princess of Wales have dined in your lounge?"
To be honest, she's rather posh and I just assumed that she had perhaps been on the sherry since lunch time, so I gave her a smile, gratefully accepted the wood and went off on my pyromania adventures.
She clearly spotted my reluctance to accept her story, so she brought up a brochure/flyer produced by Historic Scotland about the house.
It appears it's true. How cool is that?!!! I love finding out about the historical background to old buildings when I visit them, but I've never lived anywhere that actually has it's own cool history!
I feel very distinguished when I sit in front my my fire now, I've even bought some tartan slippers. Although Anna is now absolutely positive that the place must be haunted 🙂
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Cool.
One of the Dambusters was born in my house. Not entirely sure which one but the old boy who lives down the road told me that for his homecoming party they cooked the fattest rabbit on the allotments... unfortunately it was his pet.
I am also distantly related to J Bruce Ismay. Hmmm.
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I am also distantly related to J Bruce Ismay. Hmmm.
Well if we're playing that game, my wife is distantly related to Catherine Zeta Jones and I once played football in the hall of the school David Beckham went to. hmmm, not really much of a claim to fame either of them.
I am impressed by Ulysses Grant and royalty in your living room though. you should petition for a blue plaque on the door
My fun family history...
Short story : My wife's engagement ring was made from off-cuts of the crown.
Long story : My great great Grandfather was the head crown jeweler. Around 1880 he made a wedding ring for his daughter, which contains a mish-mash of exceptionally good quality diamonds with really poor quality ones. And a few other gems thrown in for good measure. The only explanation for this would be if the stones were off-cuts from another job... as for any 'normal' client, every little piece of stone would have to be accounted for...
There is no hallmark on the ring either - as it would have been prohibited to 'brand' it from the Crown's jewelers. A ring made by another jeweler would have put their own (or company's) brand on it.
We took the ring to be valued (some very old jewelers at Hatton Gardens) at a jewelers, who agreed the story of the ring (and the very odd mixture of quality stones) would tie in with history.
The old jeweler valued it, resized it, and cleaned it (by ultra sound?) for free - as they said it was a pleasure to work on. Bonus!
Even if it's not 100% accurate, it's still a great story to tell future generations 🙂
One of the previous occupants of my house got a blow job off of a young intern and another one nearly suffocated on a pretzel. I dont have any good stories of my own to tell yet 🙁
mrs rocket was once a guest at a health spa at the same time as Princess Anne. Obv they never met it's not like she was in the sauna with all the proles 'orl roight Anne its ot in ere ayit'
I am impressed by Ulysses Grant and royalty in your living room though. you should petition for a blue plaque on the door
Apparently my house is open to visitors by appointment for 12 days a year.
**** that!!! 😯
Unless they are young, female, Swedish backpackers. 😈
I have a horse I borrowed from the Metropolitan Police if that counts. Apparently it was the one who did a d*mp outside Westminster Abbey before Miss Middleton joined the clan 😆
I bought my current house off [url= http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shirley_Valentine ]Shirley Valentine[/url].
As in Willy Russell's ex-girlfriend and inspiration for the play.