I am the keeper of boxes of family history records.
Photographs, newspaper clippings, letters and note books filled with names and dates.
When I say boxes, I mean quite literally boxes & boxes. I have 25 boxes in my loft containing hundreds of items belonging to both my immediate and extended family.
My parents were very keen family historians, but the challenge of making sense and organising so many documents and pictures was too much, even for them.
So the responsibility has fallen to me.
I have spent hours in the past reviewing the photographs in particular. Trying to identify the members of my family.