I love wandering around the places my ancestors must have trod, kind a strange feeling it makes me feel like I am "connecting" with them in a strange way.

One very weird thing, way before I started doing any of this research there is a little village out on the Somerset Levels, that every time I drove or rode though it, I had a feeling of "belonging" there, something just felt "right" about the place.

The village is called Baltonsborough, and it turns out that is where all my ancestors came from from, strange isnt it?

Still get that feeling every time I drive / ride through it.