TESTING TIMES

HAPPY DNA ENDING

My mother, now 94, discovered 40 years ago that she’d been adopted as a two-year-old (Who’s Your Daddy?, October). Over the years, family and friends had visited and written to various English agencies trying to trace her birth certificate and birth parents. All of these attempts were fruitless.

Last year, I had a DNA test and received an email from someone saying she was a first or second cousin. Both my parents were only children.

There were many emails between me and my newfound cousin’s brother as he tried to work out which of his aunts could have been Mum’s mother.

My son and daughter-in-law, who had given me the DNA test as a birthday present, spent hours going