Day 14 Saturday 11th Jan
Roman town of Londinium, walls unused for 600 years. The imposing white tower is still striking and must have been remarkably so when first built. Over the centuries successive rulers added to the complex with further fortifications and towers. The parts of the complex used for imprisonment and torture were fascinating. Notable stories recounted were those of the two princely sons of Richard II (Edward & Richard) who were imprisoned in the Bloody Tower in 1483 never to be seen again – although bones of two children were found in a niche of the wall near the White Tower in 1674. Their death has been blamed on Richard III (particularly through his depiction by Shakespeare) but this has never been confirmed. The Bloody Tower has torture equipment and the Beauchamp Tower has graffiti on the walls written by famous prisoners.
Queens' Lady Jane
Grey and Anne Boylen and Catherine Howard were imprisoned and executed in the Tower complex but most
prisoners (~125) were publicly beheaded on Tower Hill nearby including Thomas
More, and John Fisher.
On reflection I was
perturbed that the tomb of such a prominent
Catholic Saint is so inaccessible to pilgrims and visitors to this site
and I wonder why the tomb has not been moved.
There is no focus on the life of Thomas Moore at the Tower and this is
unfortunate but perhaps not surprising given the religious tensions that it may
invoke.
The dazzling Crown
Jewels were on display but I did not realise that the original jewels (crowns,
orbs, sceptres) were melted down after the execution of Charles I in 1649 and after
Oliver Cromwell was defeated and the royalty reinstated in 1660 a new set was
made.
In the
evening Maureen’s cousin Sally had booked us tickets to a play called “WarHorse’ (based on the novel , there is also a movie by Stephen Spielberg) at the
New Theatre in the West End. We got off
the tube at Covent Gardens and walked through Trafalgar Square and up through Soho to get to the Theatre. It was a very vibrant and busy locale for a
cool Saturday evening.
The Play has had rave reviews and rightly so.
It was mesmerizing as life size puppets of the central characters were skilfully
manipulated around the stage. The plot
involves a horse raised on a farm by a young boy that is later sold by the
boy’s father to the English Calvary and becomes a war horse in France. The young man joins the army to try to find
his horse. It is a poignant story of
friendship, loyalty heartbreak and the tragedy of war. Watching this Play reminded me of happy times with my childhood pony ‘Curly’
whom I rode from about 8 -12 years of age.
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