It’s been a bit quiet on the blog the last week.
There is a reason.
I’ve been using much of my blogging time to read this.
You will be glad to hear I have finished it now.
Wow. What a book.
I have been a big fan of Philippa Gregory since reading The Other Boelyn Girl 13 years ago and, after having a bit of a break, I speed read the Red Queen and the White Queen ahead of the BBC adaptation of the White Queen.
I then read the White Princess and, this last week’s one The King’s Curse.
I have always loved Tudor history. I must admit though, since reading about the Plantagenets and the Wars of the Roses, I am firmly a Yorkist now.
If this baby was a girl, I even wanted to call it Cecily after Cecily Neville but Hubster thought I was wanting to name it after Peppa Pig’s voice and said no.
This latest book was about Lady Margaret Pole, Countess of Salisbury who was the daughter of Isabel Neville and George, Duke of Clarence- Edward IV’s brother.
She lived in turbulent times and, after the death of her uncle Richard III, her white rose and Plantaganet heritage had to be hidden or at least suppressed for fear of persecution-her brother Teddy had been beheaded in his early twenties having been imprisoned for most of his childhood.
The tension Lady Margaret must have felt on a daily basis really comes through in Gregory’s work. I cried and I was on the edge of my seat for most of the book.
I am now firmly in the throws of a book hangover. When a book is so good that you feel you can’t read another one for a while.
Philippa’s book, The King’s Curse is available in all good book shops.
Back to the writing myself now.