This one is dedicated to my fantastic team of Researchers – I’m so sorry. I really am.
- When writing Christmas cards finding the urge to write all surnames in capitals and write, ‘son of . . .’ next to all your friends’ names.
- That bemused look you get when explaining to people what you ‘do’. Often followed by a comment like, ‘And people really pay you to do that?’
- Writing 1814 as the year on your cheques.
- Having inane tunes like ‘The Lambeth Walk’ stuck in your head because you found someone living there.
- Not being able to drive past a National Trust property without stopping the car and taking a quick photo, in case a future project involves someone who worked there.
- Addressing school notes to ‘Mifs Brown.’
- Waking up in the middle of the night and having to check the 1881 census for Albert again. Just one last time. Just in case.
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