Plymoof

come on, you know that my name is Griffin, not Griffith. Now, all you have to know, and as an educated person I am sure you do, that Griffin is the Greek mythological creature with the head of a lion and the body of and eagle.

As for family history, I learnt an awful lot about my family only after the death of my father.

Let me tell you this, if the moderators will allow me. My father was born just before the outbreak of WWI, I know who his mother was, but to be honest my grandfather is actually not really known. My grandmother married a Griffin, but my father had already been conceived, if you understand. This may explain why my father was the way he was.

Now, he was born into terrible poverty, but showed certain apptitudes, and as I have said before ended his RN career as Lt Cmdr MBE. From those humble beginnings I think he did very well. I think that we ought to do as much as possible to help the young people of today who may see no hope or future that there can be, no will be. by that I do not think that for many young men the answer is to join the army and go off and participate in a disgraceful occupation, which will soon end.

I think that the BBC has been showing famous people who have been surprised by what they have found out about their family history, the skeletons in the cupboard if you like. So, let me tell you that the family name of my grandmother was Puddicombe, and you really can't get more Debon (deliberate mis-spelling) than that, and I was first brought up on the Swilly District of Plymoof (another deliberate mis-spelling), now known as North Prospect. You can take the man out of Devon, but you can't take Devon out of the man.