Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
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Tuesday, February 17, 2015

Who is the woman in this portrait?




I rarely blog about history which is strange considering I have a history degree and it is something I am most passionate about. Yet I feel compelled to today.

I think most people, even the most history averse, have heard of Anne Boleyn. Chances are you know her by the famous portrait and by the fact she was executed by her husband Henry VIII 

There is of course a lot more to her but recently I read some very interesting things. With Wolf Hall now on the screen in Britain, (A TV series adapted from the brilliant Hilary Mantel novel based on the life of Thomas Cromwell) articles about Anne have been coming thick and fast. 

Just who was she? Was she power hungry? An adulteress? A scheming nasty piece of work? Or a young woman in love? The truth is we don't really know. Though I suspect she was far less horrible than she has been made out to be from certain quarters. Aren't women who rise to power almost always portrayed in a bad light? 

But a couple of things we thought we absolutely knew it turns out we might not know at all. Above is the famous portrait. I imagine you have seen it at least once or twice, if not many times like myself. Except it turns out this may possibly not be Anne at all but rather some other woman who was not even a contemporary! 

Any contemporary portraits of Anne were most likely destroyed and this 'famous' picture was painted after both she and Henry were dead. It could of course be based on an older portrait that somehow managed to survive or it could in fact, be someone else. 

One thing that points to it being someone else is that we now consider the famous pearl necklace with the letter B to be inaccurate. It has been suggested that Anne actually wore the letter A for her first name and not a B for Boleyn. Which makes sense given that once she was married she would not have gone by the name Boleyn. Plus the initials entwined and displayed throughout Hampton Court Palace were H and A for Henry and Anne.

So it may well be that Anne looks nothing like we suspect she did. Of course we have some contemporary descriptions but many of these were made by her adversaries, men who didn't like her because she was ousting who they believed was the rightful queen. So descriptions of her being swarthy, not beautiful, having a large nose etc may well be false. She could have been an absolute stunner. Then again she may have been a woman who was charismatic and alluring rather than beautiful, as has been suggested.

We will of course never know. That is the beauty of history yet also a regret for historians.There is so much conjecture and guess work in history. Even when we think we absolutely know something, it could easily turn out we in fact, know nothing. 

If you are interested in Anne or Tudor times might I suggest you like The Anne Boleyn Files or The Tudor Dynasty on facebok. They have tonnes of fascinating articles and facts for you to enjoy. 


Tuesday, December 16, 2014

Best Ever & Roller Coaster #KellsWritingChallenge

Day 8 & 9 

Best Ever and Roller Coaster...


Hmmmm I've given myself a job here. How do I combine these two things into one blog post or story? Serves me right for not writing about best ever yesterday! I could tell a story of how spending a day at a theme park going on a roller coaster was the best ever day of my life but I would be lying... So it would have to be fiction..

No when I think of best ever I don't think of roller coasters or theme parks for that matter. Sorry to say. A few things come to mind. Like when you are child everything is pretty much the best ever. A certain toy you long for and finally get for xmas, riding on a bus or train, going on holiday to...well anywhere really. A certain birthday would be the best ever.., until the next year came around and managed to beat it!

Then at some point we stop thinking like that. We take everything for granted. Gifts and holidays we suddenly see as boring or not cool. We don't appreciate a good birthday cake, or a simple scenic train journey. But it's a part of growing up I suppose. Because at some point we change again and write things like this because we realise that we need to start celebrating the little things in life and taking joy in so many different things.

Even now with all these years behind me and places I've stayed, put me in a hotel room and I get crazy excited. Just like a child. I grew out of it when I was a teen then at some point in my twenties I suddenly realised it was ok to feel child like glee over something simple. So pop me in a hotel room and I check out everything; the little bottles of toiletries come home with me, I have to check out  what label tea and coffee they offer, I may even bounce just a little bit on the bed... Maybe each time isn't quite the 'best ever.' But at least I'm enjoying myself! 

It would be tough to pick out one best ever day or year or time of my life. I just think the best ever thing in life is to be grateful, laugh, love and enjoy as much as we can.  Of course not every day will be great. There will be bad times. Ok here it comes.., like is one big roller coaster. There are highs and lows, there is anticipation, things move too fast or go too slow, sometimes you laugh and sometimes you scream. Sometimes you just want life to stop so you can get off. Sometimes you just wanna throw up...

But mostly we have a lot to be thankful for, even when things are not going so well. We can be kind to ourselves in the down times and know that a best ever moment might be just around the corner. 


There we go then... Best ever and roller coaster.., I didn't think I could go it!