At the moment I am re-reading The Other Boleyn Girl by Phillipa Gregory. That's keeping me occupied most of the time when I'm too excited with wedding plans to concentrate on anything else (the butterflies are amazing - they wake me up every morning!) or when other life stuff is just too heavy to fit in my head. I am obsessed with the book, having always been slightly in love with Henry VIII since childhood. I blame my crush on him on the primary school teachers who taught me all about how he chopped his wives head's off. As a young girl of eight I found it mesmerising. I only finished "The Other Boleyn Girl" two weeks ago but I wanted to read it again because I enjoyed it so much. It shows Tudor court life wonderfully and also paints a different picture of what I was raised to believe happened between Henry and Anne - considering the book is told from her sister Mary's viewpoint. The film version was awful so don't bother watching that in the hopes of getting a glimpse of the book - the two do not even compare. I was very disapointed. I've read the next book in the Tudor series: The Boleyn Inheritence. That one is about Anne of Cleves and Katherine Howard, two of the wives I knew the least about. And I will read The Queen's Fool next. I'm looking forward to the first book in the series, the one about Katherine because she's always portrayed as this sad, old Queen who was ousted for the younger Anne, when in fact history shows that she and Henry were a force to be reckoned with in their twenties. I think the book will do her justice if the other books are anything to go by.
Henry VIII is still my favourite monarch. It's true what they say, isn't it? What effects you in childhood always sticks with you into adulthood. Thank God I was introduced to Henry VIII's Tudor dynasty. It almost makes me long for our current Royal Family to act the same way ;)
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