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Wednesday, May 17, 2006

Ape Man

I had an unusual birthday present this year. The family ponied up to have my Y chromosomes tested at Oxford Ancestors. That's the UK genetics firm founded by Brian Sykes, author of the Seven Daughters of Eve, decoder of the Iceman's DNA, identifier of the Romanov corpses, etc.

They suggested the Y-chromosome because the anecdotal evidence suggested my male ancestry had a fairly undisturbed record, while the female side seems to contain a more normal proportion of fence-jumpers. The process is damned expensive, so one doesn't want to play this game twice in the same year. I'll try Mother's side in a year or two.

The returns are in.

On the male side, I'm largely an aboriginal Briton, with genetic threads back to the first arrival of homo sapiens in the home country, about 9,000 years ago.

Sonofabitch.

More on this another time, effallai. Meanwhile, I think I'll test the office dress code by showing up in skins and carrying a stone axe.

1 Comments:

Blogger massmarrier said...

Uh oh. We may be related.

On the other hand, your folk must not have appealed to the marauding Norsemen -- or were better at hiding.

Now your challenge is to find out how close you come to Maggy Thatcher.

5:17 pm  

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