In the year 1066, William the Conqueror invaded England from these shores of Normandy, France. My ancestors, the Cheney Clan were a part of that invasion, so I am told. I thought that after almost a thousand years it was time to pay my true homeland a visit. Perhaps they thought the grass greener or the cliffs whiter on the English side, but I’m not sure why they left this amazing place.
So that brings me to this: While I was not actively looking for my relatives, I happened upon this interesting fellow named Hervé dancing on the beach with kelp on his head. Knowing my family as I do, I would not be surprised if there was a strong genetic link.
And so, after finding my noble lineage, I took my rightful place