Bow before me, I am your Viking overlord!

I like to look up my genealogy lines in my free time.  I often have a lot of luck with one side of the family who was French.  Apparently the French kept some excellent records.

So the other day, I was exploring those lines when I suddenly was able to keep going back in time.  Eventually I got to some barons and dukes in the family.  That was exciting.  Then I got to some English Kings starting around 1000s.  I had no idea I could go back that far.  Wow!  An English King.  That’s pretty cool.  Oh, but wait… it keeps going.  Suddenly the names were becoming just one word – Frithugar, Brand, Baeldaeg, and then finally at some guy named Wodin.  When I clicked for his information, I found that he also goes by the name of Odin.  That’s right – THE ODIN – God of War.
YEAH!  That should get me a job in this country, right?  I AM DESCENDED FROM YOUR OVERLORD AND MASTER!  HIRE ME TO DO YOUR COMPUTER WORK!

And now for the boring facts which I looked up later because when you find you’re descended from Odin, you might have a few questions…..

It turns out that Odin might have been a real person.  There are many documents saying that he was born around 200-300 A.D.  Many listing 215 AD as a date of birth.  It seems that he might have been a real person with a lot of great mythical stories around him.  It also turns out that many of the English Kings (at that time they were separated by counties – Kings of Wessex, Kings of Kent, etc) would trace their line back to figures like this.  No one knows if the lines really follow that (if Odin was real, then there’s a slight chance) or if the kings just wanted to secure their power by claiming to be related to Gods.  In any case, this is what the records now read when you look them up.

You go back far enough and we’re all related to each other of course.  I’m pretty sure you have a Thor, Odin, Zeus or Apollo in your family as well.


2 Replies to “Bow before me, I am your Viking overlord!”

  1. Rhino House

    Sad really. I only have a long list of horse thieves, beggars & incompetents. But for what it’s worth my grandfather did once hear the ghost of his long dead pig rooting around in the bins at the back of the house. Unfortunately he was too drunk to get-up & check but he said that he recognized the grunts as his old friend & drinking partner, & of course (you’ve guessed I’m sure) the pig was called Odin.

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