So yesterday was Henry VI’s deathday (why don’t more people celebrate those, I ask!) and I spontaneously decided to pop into the Tower of London after work, and visit where he was killed.
Book review: Margaret of York experienced a long life of relatively unusual political power – she was alive for all but six years of Henry VII’s reign, and hilariously kept sending Pretender after Pretender after him as long as she could find plausible ones.
I had no idea how food was going to work. I might have brought too many books (HAH!). And (how?!) there was no internet and barely any phone signal. Somehow – somehow – I managed to suck it up and pull it together. (The butter probably helped.)
So, it’s pretty hard not to think about climate change after the kind of winter we’ve been having (yes – still having!) in London. English weather is famously volatile, but the past few years have been unusual, and it’s only going to get weirder.
My first draft of a post about the National Theatre’s ‘Othello’ just read “ADRIAN LESTER” with big doodly hearts around it, so I apologise if this second try goes off the rails later. The play was REALLY GOOD.
I mean, OK, I’m not one of THOSE Richard III people? So I didn’t really care about actually getting to go into The Car Park. It was just REALLY HARD TO REMEMBER THAT when I was standing RIGHT THERE.
Here’s the good work news I alluded to last week: I’ve got a new job! I’m really excited about it, especially because unlike my current job, it’s directly about travel. I’ll be organising news alerts for travellers in potentially unsafe places, and editing reports on general safety in specific areas. A bit like the UK [...]