I do have to agree with 1066 And All That, I’m afraid. Although he didn’t have very long to prove his Kingmanship. Edward V and Richard III, planned up. Will write tomorrow, may not post on Thursday because I might not have time, if so will plan the final instalment instead. Exciting!
Monthly Archives: March 2014
Today’s Scribbling: The Withering of the Red Roses – The End Of The Lancasters
And so, the curtain falls on one faction in the war. But things aren’t quite over yet. The Withering of the Red Roses – The End Of The Lancasters
Today’s Scribbling: York 1, Lancaster Nil
Wrote up the tail end of the York-Lancaster war. Tomorrow I write it up and add pictures.
Today’s Scribbling: Podcast Design
Today I wrote a possible rough format for a podcast I may do, along with some ideas for future shows and special guests. All very exciting.
Today’s Scribbling: Summer Of The Roses – Uneasy Rests The Head That Wears A Crown
The first war has ended, but peace is fragile. Summer Of The Roses – Uneasy Rests The Head That Wears A Crown
Today’s Scribbling: An Uneasy Reign
Slightly longer than usual episode written up, covering the uneasy relationship between Edward IV and the man they called Kingmaker. It’s sad, when people fall out. Editing, pictures and up here tomorrow.
Today’s Scribbling: Uneasy Headresting
Poor Edward IV. You win the biggest battle in English history, you think you’d get some peace. Oh well. Next Rosewar episode is planned out, tomorrow I write it up.
Today’s Scribbling: Blood On The Roses – The Battle Of Towton
Today, the greatest battle to ever take place on English soil. But nobody ever wants to talk about it when family fight. Blood On The Roses – The Battle Of Towton
Today’s Scribbling: Big Fight
The Battle of Towton is written up, with a helpful assist from Twitter to point out how unreliable the history of it is. Tomorrow pictures, editing and posting.
Today’s Scribbling: The Battle Everyone Forgot
Well, okay, not everyone, but still. The bloodiest battle in British history. Over 1% of the population dead at day’s end. The flower of English chivalry bleeding on the sod. And nowadays it barely rates a footnote. Odd. Writing it up tomorrow and up on the website Monday, unless it gets away from me.