After many months I have decided to republish my family history research webpages. I took them down when my interest waned somewhat, but things are picking up again a little, though I will take things slowly for the next few months (not least because it can be expensive!). I have edited and rewritten most of the pages and was reminded of some of my Ewing family tragic deaths!

My four-times great grandfather, James Ewing, fell off the edge of a cliff one foggy night in 1883 and was discovered the next morning, sprawled on the rocks. Ten years later his son, Alexander, placed his head on the tracks in front of an express train and was decapitated. Another twenty years on, Alexander's niece, Mary, picked up the lodger's shotgun in the kitchen and it accidentally fired into her chest. She staggered into her husband's arms and then died... (a few months later, the same gun went off, again accidentally, and killed the lodger too).