I only exist because an orthodox Jew decided to ignore a few rules. You see, my Gran took lodgings with an orthodox Jewish family in Liverpool just over 100 years ago. She had run away from her protestant non-conformist father who was ultra religious, as she had decided she was atheist, so i suppose it was a rather unfortunate choice of lodgings. But they needed her for the usual Sabbath little jobs - lighting the fire, turning on and off the lights etc.
In 1910 Mum was born, out of wedlock, a fact she hid from us all her life. The matriarch of the family clearly looked after Gran, and used to take Mum to the synagogue, explaining she was her granddaughter. Mum has some vague early memories of the singing, and remembers speaking Yiddish. Of course, Gran never married the bloke - she married another when Mum was 3. Mum's birth certificate never turned up, and the details we know, have not led to finding her details on genealogy sites.
But I'm sure the orthodox teachings were the reasons Gran never married her lover: she would never have converted, being an atheist, and he probably would never have married her anyway -some orthodox Rabbis don't accept converts.
So his naughtiness resulted in my Mum, and eventually me. Thank god for rule-breakers!!!