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“It all began for me in September 1970. Jenifer and I had married in the June of that year, and as money was a little tight we decided to wait until we could afford a proper honeymoon abroad. One day a letter arrived from a solicitor, informing me that I had inherited a house from a distant relative - who prior to that moment I had never even heard of.
“Apparently, I was subsequently informed by the said solicitor, he was a distant cousin on my father’s side and according to the terms of his will I was eventually traced as his only living male relative, and as such I was his sole beneficiary.
“My parents had both been killed in a car accident the year before I met Jenifer, leaving my younger sister Jane and I to fend for each other. Jane was only nineteen when they died, and she h
