At school when we started to learn about the history we started at the very beginning…The Stone Age and if I remember correctly we stopped about the time of The Indian Mutiny.

History has always fascinated me and is probably at the roots of my fascination in time travel, reincarnation and stuff of that sort. So this blog is about the parts of history that fascinate me.

I know he was not a very nice man but I am fascinated by the times of Henry VIII. If you were a member of the lower classes you have worked hard…..properly pays your dues to a landowner. Lived basically of the land……..but would live in the Royal courts have been any much safer. I think I would have preferred to be a lowly lady in waiting…..not Anne Bolyn or Jane Seymour but the ones in the sidelines that could watch all that is happening.

Maybe I should have put this bit before the last segment but I am sure the times of Richard III were fascinating and scary to live in. When they discovered this his body in the car park in Leicester I eagerly watched all that was shown on TV and also the way he was given a deserved royal funeral attended by the present-day Duke of Gloucester.

Elizabethan times next come to mind…..a strong woman who was not going to let any man rule over her. The times of the discovery of America and the introduction of tobacco, potatoes…I think. She had a strong hatred of her cousin Mary Queen of Scots whose son became the first Stuart King os England as Elizabeth died childless an unmarried.

Time trundles on and The Sinking of the Titanic comes to mind. Son no 1 has this idea that our family all died on the Titanic apart from his father because none on like deep water and a fear of drowning…..also heights and if we were on that boat as it tipped over into the dark and we were plunged into the murky deepness of the murky oceans.

World War 2 then comes to mind and I have a total fascination….land girls in particular…I wonder if I was shot down picking potatoes in a field on a farmers field in Norfolk by a lost enemy plane….or have I been watching too many movies.

How about overseas………………………. Maybe I was sent as a pilgrim to the Americans where I settled in and eventually married and had children and joined a wagon train to cross America….maybe being captured by a Native American tribe….or maybe I was a GI who came to help us in World War 2…..or maybe I was an entitled English lady who ended up in a Japanese prisoner of war camp in the jungles of Burma.

Whether any of this could have happened in a former life or have I let my imagination run wild. I will leave it up to you.