Writing, Scrapbooking, Podcasting My Family History
When I was first introduced to the world of "Sociology" I read about the "Law of Unintended Consequences" At the time I remember thinking that (like a lot of sociology) it spent a lot of time explaining the obvious. I put it down to the fact that I was a "mature" student so perhaps I was biased! Put simply unintended consequences are outcomes that are not the ones foreseen or intended by a purposeful action.
There are no photographs of the teenage, Doris Rosina Ilson. I know she was born in Poplar and I let my imagination fill in the gaps by watching the BBC production of "Call the "Midwives" I saw my mother in the clothes they were wearing. When I watched the women standing talking outside with their neighbours it was her voice I heard. Even the children playing out in the street stirred memories of the games I played.
I've often wondered if we learn how to parent from our mother or how Not to parent from our mother! In my case I spent most of my life not living with my mother but grew up knowing I was loved. I have long ceased to stop trying to understand my upbringing and enjoy and love the person my mother was rather than the dwelling on the mother she wasn't.
I’m really not sure why I have started my family history with my father’s narrative as I began my research with my Grandmother Ilson on my maternal side! Perhaps if I was to examine my reasons more closely it may be that I have always felt a little guilty that my relationship with my father was not a demonstrably close one!
Warts And All 