My cousin
My cousin, the Amateur Genealogist It all started about ten years ago when my cousin Bronwen took early retirement. She found the commute into central London rather trying after she broke her ankle tripping off the commuter train. Her work was a longish walk from Waterloo Station and she found that difficult too. After about six months moping about the house, she decided that she wanted to do something with her spare time, and her husband Frank took her to an Open Day at a local...