New Beginnings

My little granddaughter is about to be brought forth into life in Australia. My granddaughter of such rich and varied ancestry will own a tapestry of inheritance.
Her beautiful mother is Ghanaian; her distinctive red-haired father has a background (and charming nature) of a quarter Irish, half English-Yorkshire, and his father’s probable ‘Viking’ origins.
She will be delivered to her home in the rain forest her parents partially own in Cairns, Northern Australia and she will then be loved and nurtured additionally by Nana Polly for five months!
I owe it to her to record her origins, my experience because of her birth, and equally the legacy of my other adored grandchildren from this diverse and interesting family.
I have grandchildren in Japan, who have an adorable Japanese mother who is of course now part of our family, and a father, also so much a product of the Irish charm and intelligence, but the curious question is – ‘in the 1840's when the Irish were suffering in the famine, what was happening in Ghana and Japan – with the grandchildren’s other ancestors?’

A watering hole on the edge of the rain forest, reputed to be an ancient birthing pool.