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Out of the Mouthes of Babes – Fame

“Mummy,” said SC this morning over breakfast, “B in my class is quite famous, because she stroked a polar bear!”

OK, so it was quite early this morning, so it didn’t really register what he had actually said she had done!

Anyway, he carried on, “that’s a silly thing to be sort-of famous for isn’t it?”

“Mmmm,” said I, “so what do you think would be a good thing to be famous for?”

And do you know what, I was amazed at his reply.

“Well, designing a time machine is a good one, then you could go back and forward in time like Doctor Who [note. he has never watched Doctor Who, but obviously knows about it from the playground]

Pause.

“Going into space and walking on the moon, would be good. Being an artist, a perfect one and creating lovely things. Nelson Mandela he brought peace to the world.”

Silence!

“Mummy.”

“Yes.”

“Was anyone in our family alive when Nelson Mandela was born, he was 95.”

“No darling, there wasn’t and although mummy’s back sometimes feels like it is 95 years old, she most definitely isn’t!”

“Silly mummy, I know that!”

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If I could turn back time …

I wouldn’t change a thing. We make our own mistakes to learn from them. There would be no point trying to rewrite history because it won’t stop what, ultimately, will happen.

But wouldn’t it be great to go back in time to get some questions answered?

My dad is very much into his family history. But, wow, how many skeletons inevitably fall out of cupboards. The trouble is with these skeletons, no one is around any more to answer questions, or if they are, either don’t want to talk or feed you a pack of lies.

So, if I had a time machine I would go back to 1935, 1884 and biblical times.

I’d go back to 1935 to find out exactly what happened to my beloved Nan. She had a child out-of-wedlock, a fact which remained hidden until nearly 20 years after her death (someone else tracing their family history). We know my Nan didn’t marry the father, but they were obviously together at the time of the birth because they both registered the birth together and were living at the same house. So what happened? She didn’t marry this guy, he seemed to disappear off the face of the earth. Was he killed? Did he jilt her? The child was fostered or adopted, we aren’t sure. What we have found out about the child from his relatives appear to the a string of elaborate red herrings, every corner my father turns is a blind alley. As for the father, the trail ends at the birth certificate. We have a name, nothing else! Very frustrating.

A similar occurrence happened to my great-great grandmother. She had a child out-of-wedlock. Her father was well-to-do, she had the child in a town and the address she used didn’t exist. The child was brought up by another couple – why, my father doesn’t know. He is surmising that the husband was the father of the child, but that’s just a common-sense stab-stab-in-the-dark guess. Why else would strangers bring up a child, there are no adoption papers. Were they paid? Who knows. As for my great-great grandmother, well rumour has it she went to the States. But can my dad find any trace of her. No. Not even her passage there. Time travel would be such a useful thing to answer these questions for him. I cannot think of another way to find out the information he so sorely would like to find out.

Finally, a bit silly this one, but I’d like to go back to biblical times. Now, I am big Da Vinci Code fan, loved the book and loved the film, but I was in church last week, it happened to be the Feast of Mary Magdalene, and the vicar in the opening of the sermon poo-pooed the Da Vinci link between Mary Magdalene and Jesus as complete poppycock, twaddle and nonsense. But how does he know? That is where the big debate lies and has been going on for centuries. So wouldn’t it be great to go back and find out the truth once and for all?

If you had a time machine what would you do?

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