Dad was a lawyer. He always wanted to be a musician - you should have heard him play the cello! But his father made him be a lawyer. They were all lawyers, his father, his grandfather - his great-grandfather was a pirate too. They hanged him in Jamaica. I guess that's why Dad never liked to wear a necktie.
We had a grandfather who was a horse thief.
A great-great-grandfather, Penny. And he didn't really steal the horses.
And they didn't hang him.
'Cause they couldn't catch him.