That does sound interesting.
Thank you SonOfDarkSkies.
When I told her that I had taken several branches back a thousand years, she was apoplectic.
I tried to explain Ancestry.com to her, but she's not a computer friendly person.
That said, I was lucky to escape with my life (she wanted me to spend the rest of it on hers).
In all seriousness (almost), she was insatiable in her desire for hunting down her ancestors. She was hungry not just for the nobility...she wanted to know about all the scoundrels (and in my family--like all families--there are plenty of those). ;-)
In a final ironic twist, one of the wooden grandstands set up for Londoners to watch Lovats execution collapsed resulting in several deaths before Lovat himself went to the gallows.
Here's the Wm. Hogarth etching (that hangs in my hall) of the head of the Fraser clan of Scotland...pretender to the crown...