Thursday Blog ancestry a real mixed bag.

 Where do I begin, my mother had told me her mother had a French surname on her birth certificate and that it was a Huguenot name, we had a family crest as well, so as a teenager I used to swan around being snobby thinking I was better than everyone else because I had aristocratic blue blood running through my veins, as time went on I found out a lot more, some of it quite shocking although not surprising.
My mother informed me when I was around 30 that my father was not my biological father, I already knew he was gay and didn't have a problem with it, so the information that she gave me about my biological farther was, that he was a lovely dancer, in the army, and his name was Geoffrey Frank so the question for me was, was he Jewish, my mother said she didn't know, my reply was there are ways of telling, anyway I digested this information. I was sad that my gran whom I loved so much was not related to me, also my father as he was a kind man and he had a much bigger influence on me than one could ever imagine, all in a good way as you the reader will come to know in my further blogs.
So the information that I have gathered so far is my Huguenot ancestors left France and went to Ireland, there is a famous Huguenot church in Cork and there are others, at least 2 generations were silversmiths/watchmakers and interestingly before this information came to me I was already making jewellery. At some point there was some mixing with the Irish as there are Irish surnames on the birth certificates and as for being aristocratic well they were probably well off enough to have a family crest, but I don't think they were Dukes or anything so grand, but there is still a lot more to find out.
As for my natural father that is a whole other area of investigation, I reckon though that he was not Jewish, the name Frank derives from Franks which is a Germanic tribe thing, anyway that's one idea anyway.