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The results are in...

 


I recently stumped up a pile of cash and spat in a tube, all in the interests of having my DNA analysed by the good people at Ancestry.com/ca/co.uk.

I think it's a relief to me that there was nothing unusual in the results.

The test shows that I hail mostly from the UK (Yorkshire and Devon they said, which is spot on), and about a quarter from Ireland, all of which is completely accurate given that I know my family history. Being largely from north eastern parts of England, I also have a smattering of Scandinavian DNA, so that's a big thanks to all those marauders and conquerors that ravaged that part of the country, yes stand up Erik the Viking! 

The list of people the test results offered that were likely related to me was quite interesting. Only one was known to me, the daughter of a first cousin, but the rest I'd never heard of, and they were all second or third cousins at best. I'm fairly certain that I won't be contacting anyone, but I'm sort of hoping that someone might contact me. That sounds lopsided, but as being introvert is on of my traits shown up in the DNA results, it's only natural.

Talking of traits, the things thrown up in the list of traits that I might reasonably be expected to have are really interesting. I am unable to smell the metabolites in urine after eating Asparagus (true), and I do have a high sensitivity to bitter tastes (also true and explains a lot, to me at least). It says I'm likely to be a picky eater (true), and I'm unlikely to like spicy foods (also true). In fact, the only trait listed that I don't agree with is that I'm likely to sneeze in bright sunlight, which is something I have been entirely unaware of in my sixty-five years, largely because the sun doesn't make me sneeze. I did like the one that said I'm unlikely to have cleft chin, which is good to know.

I have no way of knowing just how these traits have been identified, but I really don't have a cleft chin, so they must be onto something, no?

One thing that did jump out at me was that I have to re-integrate the separate family tree I'd created for my mother's side of the family back into the Mayne tree, because the DNA results, of course, run across both. Why didn't I think of that? Still, it's been fun looking again at those ancestors in nineteenth century Exeter.

Back to the research, I guess, and waiting for my DNA matched relatives to call. 


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