The Ubiquitous Kettles.

[Malc]

I'm cleaning out my office (many years of detritus and dust) so I'm having a GREAT Easter.
One of the duties was opening envelopes from the Royal Bank of Scotland sent to my son from the UK when he was staying with me. They were basically informing him that he had twenty five quid in the bank. However, one was much more exciting, it told him that if he wished to extend his overdraft he must notify the RBS within 30 days.
This one was signed Gary R D Kettle.
I simply had to pass that on. Can't stop, however, must get back to filling black plastic bags with piles of ancient drawings.

[Roger Kettle]

No relation, Malc! Actually, as far as I know, I have no relations still around with the surname Kettle. (Apart from my sister and niece). There may be one or two in the States somewhere but I really don't know. Maybe Diamond Lil can help. I have a couple of cousins in England with the surname Steel. I'll let you do your own jokes.

[Tarquin Thunderthighs lll]

Ah, but were you related to the infamous Roger Kettle, and your own role in life was to send out letters relating to overdrafts (noble as such a task may be), would you broadcast it? Some of my own poor extended family have to deal with the same dilemma, me being the only prominent and thrusting Thunderthighs for many a mile.

[Malc]

My mum's friend of more than forty years is Nina Kettles, who still lives in Perth, I believe. My mum recently became a Facebook friend, and I noticed that Nina was on her list of friends, so they're still in contact.

I know that "s" probably discounts any familial relationship with the Bridge of Tay Kettles, but you never know, when illiteracy was more common than now, it was all down to which official was filling out your form.

Having said that, there are two distinct McGookin families in Saltcoats, the other lot are not related to us at all.

[Roger Kettle]

My paternal grandfather was English and his wife was French. My father was born in the American Virgin Islands.
My mother's side of the family is all Scottish (ranging from Glasgow to Orkney). I was born in Scotland while my sister was born in the Domican Republic.
We're a strange bunch.

[Diamond Lil]

The paternal grandfather's 2nd wife was English and the 3rd was American.  I have it on my bucket list to research the family tree and find out where all the step-Kettles ended up.  I also want to find out why our maternal great uncle was a cowboy in Montana in his early years.....

[Malc]

Ah....THAT's where the fascination with Montana comes from.

[The Peepmaster]

I also want to find out why our maternal great uncle was a cowboy in Montana in his early years.....

Perhaps he simply went shopping and got lost.

[Joan]

The paternal grandfather's 2nd wife was English and the 3rd was American.  I have it on my bucket list to research the family tree and find out where all the step-Kettles ended up.  I also want to find out why our maternal great uncle was a cowboy in Montana in his early years.....

Be warned, Lil! It's an addictive, time-consuming and often, expensive pastime, once you get started. My cousin is doing ours (her paternal (ours) and her maternal as well) at the moment and despite a lot of it having been researched already by our uncle and her mother, she's totally engrossed.  Yours sound absolutely fascinating, so it'll be very interesting, I'm sure. Something for the retirement - which is why my cousin has started.  She was an archivist at work, so she's very good at it!

[Diamond Lil]

Perhaps he simply went shopping and got lost.

Now you're being silly, Peeps.  He would have collected Malc's cardboard boxes from another thread, got a good fire going, sent up smoke signals and awaited rescue.

Thanks for the warning, Joan.  Good to know how a retired archivist is faring....I'm reviewing my list 

[The Peepmaster]

Perhaps he simply went shopping and got lost.

Now you're being silly, Peeps.

Of course. I'd forgotten it was early-closing day...

[Malc]

I've always wanted to research our family tree, on my father's side mostly.
Even though he was a Dalry boy born and bred in Ayrshire, he looked very Meditteranean - black hair and sallow skin, as his mother did. I know that somewhere in the past there was a Spanish or Italian connection (my grandma was famous in Dalry for owning and running the local chippie).