Seems I was right all along to touch my forelock and be subservient to my darling child, and his father for that matter, as it would appear that royal blood runs through their veins.
For the last few years, Dougie's uncle has been looking into the family tree and has uncovered some very interesting ancestors. He has been sending all the information down to my parents-in-law who have kept it all in large brown envelopes in a cupboard.
This weekend we decided to have a proper look through it all. If you're sitting comfortably, I will begin and try not to make your head hurt, like mine has over the past few days.
Dougie's great grandmother was Emma Hawthorne (Edinburgh); Emma's father was William Hawthorne....his mother, Sarah Brooksby...her father, James Brooksby. The parental line then goes up, supposedly, through the Prentice and Latimer families (Suffolk and a short time in Connecticut, USA).
Assuming the research hasn't taken a wrong turning somewhere, it becomes even more interesting when we reach John de Botetourt (born around 1262) who, we are fairly certain, was the illegitimate son of King Edward I. Of course with that royal connection, the tree moves through Henry II, King John, Henry I, Matilda of England, Henry I, William the Conqueror, then a few more generations up to Rollo Ragnvaldsson, a Viking leader expelled from Norway who invaded and settled in what became Normandy. Rollo's grandfather was Eystein Glumra Ivarsson, a 'Jarl' (Earl) of Norway. And there the line stops in 800 AD.
This is only one line of the tree. There are other branches to take, depending on whether you follow the maternal or paternal branch. For example, if you follow Matilda's mother rather than her father you reach the Scottish kings, Malcolm and Duncan. This little nugget was particularly well-received by Rory as I was able to tell him that when he does his GCSE English paper on the Scottish Play in a few weeks' time, he can say with confidence: 'Macbeth killed my grandad.'
Of course, as Rory pointed out, as we are going back 35 generations, 30 to 50% of the inhabitants of the UK can probably link back to royalty. Trust him to spoil our fun, talking about pyramids, exponential numbers and suchlike. However I still reckon it's fascinating to be able to trace the lineage back. And, of course, the boys are only linked to royalty via a bit of illegitimate rumpy-pumpy.
Dougie, not sure whether to now wave a Scottish or English flag outside the house, has decided to stick with his ancestors north of the border as we have also seen what I think is a more reliable link back, via his grandfather, to David, King of Scotland. I suspect that's why he gets tearful when they play Flower of Scotland at rugby matches.
There is a wealth of detail which I could share with you but I'll leave it for another day. In the meantime, I'd like to introduce you to a relative of my husband from 1043:
Fulk the Rude Count of Anjou
and his son
Fulk the Younger Count of Anjou
Try saying that quickly if you dare.