That's right it's there flowing in her red (not blue - as the papers are keen to tell us she's common is Kate) blood.
Her great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great grandfather is the same person as Jane Austin's great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great grandfather.
This astounding fact is something that she shares with only a handful of people, well a Kenny Everett vicar handful anyway. If we're conservative and imagine that Henry Percy (their mutual descendant) and each of his offspring had a couple of kids she shares her uniqueness with 33,000 people.
So she's not even one in a million. That is common.
Queuing for cake at the Austen family reunion. |
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