My genealogical lovin' sister has organized me to take another DNA test for Irish ancestry and assorted other places. Portugal. Smidge of Middle East. Got the kit so whatsapped her. Sent her the activation code for her to start the process on their website. Saw the number. Sent the number. She smelt a rat. Asked if there was another number. Sure enough. I had given her the number on the stabilisin' fluid tube. Not the spit tube. Doh!
There's a reason she's a doctor and I spent my workin' life gluin' bits of wood together. So all is good. Gonna send it back to the Mother country. She'll get the results and continue her tireless search for more relatives.
Made me smile. (And inwardly grimace)
There's a reason she's a doctor and I spent my workin' life gluin' bits of wood together. So all is good. Gonna send it back to the Mother country. She'll get the results and continue her tireless search for more relatives.
Made me smile. (And inwardly grimace)
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