My ancestry.com update arrived, and it’s more depressing than ever. It’s still pearly white/light cream/pale ivory, but has now had virtually anything exotic and interesting about it stripped away. Goodbye Western Europe/unspecified Caucasus/European Jew, and hello even more United Kingdom/ Great Britain (can anybody still say those names without smiling knowingly about how ridiculous they are in these appalling Brexit times?). At least I now have 3% Swedish identified, which probably explains my otherwise unfathomable addiction to pickled herrings, saunas, pine o clean, and ABBA.
My husband is also looking a bit glum, having lost his 8% Iberian peninsula (Spain/Portugal) in exchange for – you guessed it – more UK. At this rate we’ll end up brother and sister in a few years.