These glamorous youngsters are my grandfather Cyril and his sister Ethel all togged up for a production of Iolanthe in 1916.
(Don't they know there's a war on?)
Hang on a minute, his sister?
It was only after his death that I found out that he'd even had a sister. He may have kept in touch with her- I really don't know. If he did it was when we weren't looking. He may even have had other siblings.
From the photographic evidence I know that Ethel married a man called Harry Huggins and had at least one child.