Taxi

 It was a quiet start to the day. The Gorse Fox went round to Urban-Cub and Ellie to escort them to school. Timing was poor. Just as we left their house, it started to rain. There was a blustery wind and the rain was bitterly cold. It was nice to hand her over, and get home in the warm.

It has been another day on the family tree. Today, the Gorse Fox was double checking that grandparents and great-grandparents were at the expected locations at the time of the 1921 Census. In general they were, though one was a surprise. The Gorse Fox downloaded the Census image. The information filled in a few more details regarding he grandmother and great grandmother. It also, showed some previously unknown details of his great aunt and her husband, Herbert. The Census return revealed that he was a Cab Proprietor which ties in with a recollection that he had a taxi. We had always been told Herbert was born in Co. Cork. Nope. He was born in St James, Westminster. The Gorse Fox found his birth registration and his mother's name. This opened up a search for his siblings and father. An hour or so later, he had their story and realised that it was Herbert's father who was born in Co. Cork. Another little "i" dotted.

The Gorse Fox is committed to playing football on Sunday. We are, however, a man short... so the Gorse Fox has sent a message to the Coventry Hobbit to see if he wants to play.