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I also had a pull for the pub Bob ..so bought my own and then found out that Granny was a barmaid also. Loved my Granny <3

:-D :-D@Bob

Not for me as my pull has always been for the coast preferably Cornwall /Devon. I´ve lived in both aswell as Brighton Southend Yarmouth. My family so far are Yorkie born and bricklayers/stone masons, sickle and sythe makers. or they are Cumberland

I keep feeling this "pull" to the pub.

LA - that's amazing - and lovely too :-D

When I was young I lived near a small village in Essex.

There was an old farmhouse that I would always walk past on the way to school, from an early age I always thought that one day I will live there, so I would save all my pocket money so I could buy it.

{The silly things that we think and do when young}

I was 17 just married and expecting my first baby when the house came up for sale, with the help of our parents we brought the house, and to our surprise it also came with 7 acers of land which had been rented to the next door farm.

The house did need a lot of work so we set out renovating, decorating and making it ours. In the living room the old inglenook fire place had been boarded up and the wall levelled off, this made the wall a lot thicker than it should be so we opened it up. Behind the boarded up wall we found a seaman’s chest with lots of old papers in. This is what got me started in Genealogy and Palaeography.

About 5 years later I found out that my 3x great-grandparents had rented the farm for 20 years.

I still live here 37 years on.

LA

Dizzi, I had a similar situation. At my gran's funeral in 1993, I saw my great uncle Jim for the first time in 30 years. I asked him where he was living.......
It was in the next road to where my sister and I were living 20 years previously, and great uncle Jim had been living in that house for over 30 years. There was a pub at the junction of the roads - and yes, both he and I used to frequent it, but we didn't recognise each other :-(

At similar time, I found out later, another great uncle was in a care home not 2 miles away.
I'd never met great uncle Arthur, and presumed he was dead. He wasn't, he'd been in a care home ever since he retired.
Great Uncle Arthur was rarely spoken about. I managed to squeeze some information from my gran with frequent quizzing.
Gran used to say he had 'fallen on his head as a baby'. From what I could work out, he was on the Autism spectrum. Rarely spoke, had incredible mental arithmetic skills, and lived to a strict routine. When g gran died, he lived with his youngest brother, Louis and had a job in the upholstery department at British Rail Eastleigh. Once he retired, he couldn't cope without the routine, and proved too much for Louis and his wife, so was put in the home in 1975 - and forgotten :-(

He died in the late 1980's.

That's very sad Dizzi :-( <3

So it looks like some of us do have a pull to where our ancestors resided then, although I do have a big pull towards Rome. I can get about there, like I can in London, it has always felt so familiar to me, although I have yet to find ancestors who lived there, but I'm sure I must have, can even speak the lingo when I'm there, but forget most of it on my return to Blighty, strange but true :-D

FOR SOME REASON I ALWAYS LOVED BRIGHTON BUT NEVER
KNEW WHY TILL A COUPLE OF YEARS AGO,MY GREAT GRANS
FAMILY SORT OF DRIFTED AWAY VANISHED IN ABOUT 1930'S
WASN'T TILL A COUPLE OF YEARS AGO I FOUND OUT SHE WAS BORN 1875 DIED IN 1960 IN HOVE,I WAS BORN IN 1949
I COULD OF KNOWN HER FOR 20 YEARS IF THE FAMILY HAD
TOLD THE TRUTH,AND THE HOUSE SHE LIVED IN.

I HAD WALKED PASSED IT MANY MANY TIMES,
I COULD OF KNOCKED ON THAT DOOR AND SAID HELLO <3

I saw a photo of a castle in eastern Europe when I was about 12 and immediately felt a pull to go there. I saw the 'iron curtain' literally and often thought it was another world beyond it, mysterious and fascinating. I learned that my grandfather's name was anglicised and his parents came from what is now Lithuania. I visited the Czech Republic not long after the Velvet Revolution and would like to go to the cities my ancestors originated from (although they have been much altered under years of Communism). I have always been drawn to London, and knew of no family connection there until I started my research.

I am beginning to wonder whether there IS a such a thing as GENETIC MEMORY.

A predisposition to having an emotional draw to places in our heritage, even if you didn't know it at the time.

I have a very strong pull toward Pembrokeshire, where my father's ancestry is from.

On my English mother's side however- her father was born in Persia, because her Grandfather worked at the British Consulate.

I don't really feel a pull to go there though! :-D :-D :-D
It would be interesting to know how I would feel if I did manage to go there one day, but that's not likely:-D :-D :-D

we used to go to Hutton le hole and every time
we stopped and looked at a cottage with a cascading garden
and I used to say to my husband I didn't know what the attraction was
but I just loved it
when I was doing my family tree years later
I found my family had lived in and built the very same cottage and the pub

I also did the same at Revaulx and found the cottage
I loved there
to had been lived in my family
Shame as I never really felt the family connection
at a smelly old pig farm my husbands family lived in the 1800 ;-) ;-)

I moved loads of times both as a child, and as an adult, before starting my family tree. As far as I was aware, mum came from Southampton and dad was of Cornish stock, but lived in both Cornwall and Devon.
It was his choice that we lived in Mevagissey. It was only after starting the family tree 30 odd years later that I discovered his family (on both his mum and dad's sides ) had lived in the St Austell / Mevagissey / Probus / Kea area for generations.
We then moved to the edge of the New Forest - to Fawley. I found out I had 'Forester' ancestors, who had actually lived in Fawley!!
One of my brothers still lives in the area.
My sister moved to Ireland (where her OH's parents came from) then back to the UK, to live in Lowestoft.
I moved (via various other places) to Shetland, then moved back to the mainland, via Cumbria/Dumfries, to settle in North Essex.
To visit my sister, we used to go along the A12 - not necessarily the quickest route. I discovered my Suffolk ancestors (that I didn't know I had, at the time) used to live in Woodbridge,and all areas around Yoxford - on, and just off the A12.

I moved to Winchester. Gran then tells me - she used to live here!!!!
True, she was in service, but no-one (apart from her) knew she'd ever lived here. She was cook to the music master at Winchester College.

The other weird thing is, when we moved from the Shetlands, we could have gone anywhere - but ended up on the Cumbrian/Dumfries border. My g granddad was born in Barrow In Furness, (the bottom of the sticky out 'lump' that is Cumbria/Lancashire) as he was born when the Cornish tin mines closed, and the tin miners went up north to mine for copper. They moved back to Cornwall within 10 years.

A lot of coincidences.

or thought you didn't, until you started your tree.

I'm doing more and more family trees now for friends and family, and it has become really noticeable that places they like, are places that their ancestors llived in, even if it is somewhere far away, that they had no knowledge of family coming from there.

A friend's tree I'm doing at the moment, revealed 2 places where two different 4x Great Grandparent lived, is a place where she loves to visiit for a holiday, and feels at home there.

I've wondered whether it is an "inbuilt" feeling of a connection, or is it just coinincedence?