RIP Anne Boleyn

19 May 2012

Anne Boleyn. Photo: Hever Castle.

Poor old Anne Boleyn. She lost the game and on this day, four hundred and seventy six years ago, she paid the price.

Misery and Woe. Photo: My own.

Here’s a picture of me looking suitably mournful beside the plaque commemorating what they used to think was the site of the scaffold on Tower Green. I’m the one with red hair and clashing pink frock. My cousin is sitting beside me pretending to cry because she is a. pathetic, b. an inveterate drama queen even at a young age and c. highly competitive. She didn’t actually know who Anne Boleyn was and probably still doesn’t. I know, right? Get me, being all snarky at this time in the morning.

I have a photograph somewhere of me wearing the rather natty Anne Boleyn costume that my grandmother made for me when I was about eight years old. I would insist upon wearing it to school every day for a very long time. It’s not really surprising that I got terribly bullied is it…

The Life and Death of Anne Boleyn: The Most Happy

Don’t be like my cousin – if you’re sitting there thinking ‘I’d really like to know more about Anne Boleyn’ then I’d wholeheartedly recommend this book as it is simply the best book about Anne Boleyn ever written.

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