Grandad Aber

It's beginning with lots of motown classics, on the mind. So, I play them. Delete with respect.

I don't know, I don't know. So, I research family-trees. I've got further than, some priest in Canada, and cousin up north. Spin! :

So, a sneaking suspicion, came to mind, there, may have been a jewish boy, in Medieval Spain, but there was also, a black boy.

Because when Nanny Charlotte, appeared in my cupboard in the cage dormitory, 2007, she had freckles and tight black curls. And another vision, of a woman with an African face, but with yellowed skin, and long neck...Egypt?

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Grandad Aber.

This feels like evil doings to write all this strange history, in my Mum's kitchen. Like it would kill her.

Let's publish this out in bits. Sorry, folks.