‘The Order of the White Boar’

Welcome! To all new members of the Order!

The group of friends who have sworn lifelong loyalty – to each other and to their good lord, King Richard III.

Read about their adventures in The Order of the White Boar and The King’s Man (out 26 May 2018). The paperback and ebook can be ordered from Amazon at myBook.to/WhiteBoar and mybook.to/TheKingsMan, from Blurb at http://www.blurb.co.uk/b/8167813-the-order-of-the-white-boar and http://www.blurb.co.uk/b/8770224-the-king-s-man or by contacting AlexMarchant84@gmail.com.

The Order of the White Boar follows the adventures of Matthew Wansford, 12-year-old page to Duke Richard of Gloucester, at Middleham Castle and in Westminster, from the summer of 1482. The King’s Man picks up the story in the spring of 1483, as the Year of the Three Kings unfolds . . .

 

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And don’t forget, if you and/or your young people enjoy the book, please leave a review on Amazon, GoodReads or elsewhere – thank you!

 

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‘Another string to my bow?’ – my latest blog post for#AuthorsElectric

Here’s this month’s blog post for Authors Electric, with – unusually – not a word about Good King Richard III – and hardly one about writing…

Why not take a look and see just what it is about…

https://authorselectric.blogspot.com/2020/02/another-string-to-my-bow-by-alex.html

 

 

Alex Marchant is author of two books telling the story of the real King Richard III for children aged 10+, The Order of the White Boar and The King’s Man, and editor of Grant Me the Carving of My Name and Right Trusty and Well Beloved…, two anthologies of short fiction inspired by the king, sold in support of Scoliosis Association UK (SAUK). She’s also available for panto … 

Alex’s books can be found on Amazon at:

myBook.to/WhiteBoar

mybook.to/TheKingsMan

mybook.to/GrantMetheCarving

mybook.to/RightTrusty

My Facebook author page 

My Twitter handle  and Matthew Wansford’s

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Seven years ago today… the great reveal of King #RichardIII – and a great deal of inspiration!

Seven years ago today, the world held its breath as a press conference got underway in Leicester, a smallish city in the English Midlands.

Well, I held my breath anyway, and from the reaction at the end, it appeared that plenty of other people had too.

For several months, since two previous press conferences in the city in August and September 2012 – the first to announce an archaeological dig, the second to proclaim that a grave had been found on that dig – I’d been waiting for what I rationally knew would be announced. Because everything pointed to the same conclusion, even if some of us (well, me anyway) preferred to wait for the science of DNA analysis to confirm it.

And that conclusion was, of course, that the grave of King Richard III had been found – ‘beyond reasonable doubt’.

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Philippa Langley at that famous press conference

The press conference erupted into applause, #RichardIII began to trend on Twitter, and some of those watching had a tear or two in their eyes because we had long thought that perhaps the King would never be found. Not so Philippa Langley, John Ashdown-Hill and their colleagues in the Looking for Richard team of course, who were pretty sure they knew where to search and had spent several years persuading others to actually do that searching, while also tracking down the last female-line descendant of Richard’s mother to ensure that, when he was found, there would be DNA to test to prove it was him – beyond reasonable doubt.

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The Looking for Richard Project team: left to right: Dr David Johnson, Wendy Johnson, Philipa Langley and Dr John Ashdow-Hill (Photo (c) copyright Philippa Langley)

 

Well, all that hard work paid off royally (if you’ll excuse the pun). And not only was there now a full DNA profile and a facial reconstruction (unveiled later that evening in the accompanying documentary ‘The King in the Car Park’), but we also knew without question that King Richard was not a ‘hunchback’ as the Tudors had always claimed, and had been accepted without question for centuries. Nor was there any sign that he had had a ‘withered arm’.

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What had been discovered was that the King suffered (and I use the word advisedly) from scoliosis – a lateral curvature of the spine, not to be confused with kyphosis, which indeed presents as a ‘hump’ on someone’s back. Scoliosis is a far from rare condition which often becomes apparent during adolescence, but is not generally noticeable to others. Only the King’s most intimate attendants, closest friends and family members would have likely been aware he had the condition. It can cause pain but is not necessarily disabling, and nowadays is eminently treatable. Nowadays.

In the case of King Richard, the curvature was quite severe and, had he lived longer, might well have had more of an effect on him. But it’s thought that at most it would have meant one shoulder was a little higher than the other (which could easily be disguised with well-tailored clothes given the fashions of the time). And it’s certain that the condition didn’t stop him riding into battle and fighting on foot – as we know that even his enemies credited him with ‘fighting manfully in the thickest press of his enemies’ in his final battle at Bosworth Field. The battle wounds that left their horrendous marks on his skeleton are testament to the truth of those words.

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King Richard at Bosworth (Photo (c) copyright Matthew Lewis)

 

Since the discovery of King Richard’s scoliosis, many of us have become more aware of others who have the condition – among them some very famous people who haven’t let it define them or get in the way of anything they’ve set themselves to do. Perhaps the most famous is champion sprinter Usain Bolt – fastest man on earth, winner of umpteen gold medals. Others include film stars Elizabeth Taylor, Rene Russo and Liza Minelli, rock legends Kurt Cobain and John (‘Johnny Rotten’) Lydon, cellist Yo-Yo Ma and General Douglas MacArthur.

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Usain ‘Lightning’ Bolt – of course!

Queen Elizabeth II’s granddaughter, Princess Eugenie, in 2018 married in a specially designed wedding gown – specially designed to show off the scar from the operation she had as a teenager to correct the curve in her spine caused by her scoliosis. She did it to raise awareness of the condition and of the great work being carried out by surgeons and other health professionals to improve the lives of people with this condition  Princess Eugenie is, of course, King Richard’s great-great-great-etc. grand-niece too.

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Princess Eugenie.Copyright PA

 

Earlier that year, in February 2018, to celebrate the fifth anniversary of the announcement that King Richard’s grave had been found (and the inspiration it gave me to finally write my books about the King for young readers – The Order of the White Boar and The King’s Man – see my previous blog post ‘Five years ago … the impact of King Richard’s discovery’), I made available a short story I’d written titled ‘The Beast of Middleham Moor‘.  There are no prizes for guessing who makes an appearance in it.

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But the main character in ‘The Beast’ is a boy who has himself just been diagnosed with scoliosis. So it made sense to sell the story to raise fund for Scoliosis Association UK to help young people in a similar position. That fundraising led to first one, then two anthologies of short stories inspired by King Richard, the first of which includes ‘The Beast’. Both are being sold in support of SAUK: Grant Me the Carving of My Name  and Right Trusty and Well Beloved…  and together have raised a substantial amount for the charity.

 

 

So that press conference seven years ago today not only kickstarted the reassessment of of King Richard’s life and reputation, but also prompted quite a change in my own life. Now published author of two novels and compiler of two charity anthologies, I can honestly say my life and career have taken a totally new direction. And that’s all thanks to His Grace – King Richard III. So I will be raising a glass of something suitable to him this evening as I always do on this auspicious anniversary. Cheers!

And if you’d like to spread the word about King Richard, my books and the fundraising for SAUK, please do share this post as widely as you can. As a small incentive, I’ll be popping into a hat the names of everyone who shares on any form of social media – for the chance to win a very special prize: a signed copy of one of my books for you or a loved one, or, if you prefer, a copy to be sent to the school or library of your choice. Be sure to comment below me to let me know you’ve shared! Thank you.

Alex Marchant is author of two books telling the story of the real King Richard III for children aged 10+, The Order of the White Boaand The King’s Man, and editor of Grant Me the Carving of My Name and Right Trusty and Well Beloved…, two anthologies of short fiction inspired by the king, sold in support of Scoliosis Association UK (SAUK). 

Alex’s books can be found on Amazon at:

myBook.to/WhiteBoar

mybook.to/TheKingsMan

mybook.to/GrantMetheCarving

mybook.to/RightTrusty 

My Facebook author page 

My Twitter handle  and Matthew Wansford’s

https://www.instagram.com/alexmarchantauthor/

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Catching up …

Once again, I appear to have been neglecting my blog – having posted nothing here for more than a month, except for my Xmas day blog hop post and yesterday’s reblog from Jennifer Wilson.

This is not the first time. of course, and I suppose there have been reasons – primarily the festive season, and before that a holiday I was lucky enough to grab in some Spanish sunshine (and a little rain) before Xmas festivities got underway. This latter meant that I finally got back to Matthew Wansford and his friends, who have been stranded in Dublin for months (there are worse places to spend time, of course, but that’s no reason not to be getting on with their lives… ) At least that trip proved I don’t have writer’s block – 19,000+ words were written … when I had the peace and quiet (and no distractions) that allow me to reintroduce myself to my characters and move events in the 1480s along….

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So I’m slightly nearer completion of my work-in-progress, the third book in the Order of the White Boar sequence. Its working title is still ‘King in Waiting’ – maybe that won’t change, just like that for The Order never did. (Although after The King’s Man, is it wise to have another book with the word ‘King’ in its title? What do you think? Your thoughts on the subject would be most welcome…)

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Once back from Spain, of course, there was the little matter of the launch of Right Trusty and Well Beloved..., the second anthology of Richard III-inspired stories (and poems) to be sold in support of Scoliosis Association UK (SAUK), the follow-up to Grant Me the Carving of My Name. This took place a little over a week before Christmas in a very festive York and it was fantastic to welcome so many of the contributors to take part. They came from as far away as North Wales, the south coast of England, and even Pennsylvania, and can be seen in the pics below: Terri Beckett, Wendy Johnson, Kristin Mareska, Liz Ottosson, Brian Wainwright, Jennifer C. Wilson. Each author read from their work and/or gave a talk about King Richard, all of which went down well with the audience at York Explore. And afterwards, those of us who could stay gratefully retired to The Eagle and Child around the corner for a welcome drink… or two.

The two anthologies have now raised around £2,000 for SAUK and I’d just like to say very many thanks again to all the contributors, and particularly those who went out of their way to attend the two launches in York.

So that’s what I’ve been doing the past couple of months when I’ve been largely absent from WordPress. Oh, and apart from trying to get with the day job recently, I should perhaps also mention that I’ve made a first step on to another social media platform – this time Instagram. I have yet to figure out how to use it (still being stuck largely in the fifteenth century), but if you’d like a good laugh at my stuttering first efforts, you might like to follow me at AlexMarchantAuthor. Do be sure to say hello!

Who knows what else 2020 may bring?

 

Alex Marchant is author of two books telling the story of the real King Richard III for children aged 10+, The Order of the White Boaand The King’s Man, and editor of Grant Me the Carving of My Name and Right Trusty and Well Beloved…, two anthologies of short fiction inspired by the king, sold in support of Scoliosis Association UK (SAUK). 

Alex’s books can be found on Amazon at:

myBook.to/WhiteBoar

mybook.to/TheKingsMan

mybook.to/GrantMetheCarving

mybook.to/RightTrusty 

My Facebook author page 

My Twitter handle  and Matthew Wansford’s

https://www.instagram.com/alexmarchantauthor/

 

 

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Why Richard III is my wooden mouse…

Jennifer C Wilson’s thoughts on why Richard III appears in (almost) all her work … including of course her contributions to ‘Grant Me the Carving of My Name’ and ‘Right Trust and Well Beloved…’

Jennifer C. Wilson

That was the title of my mini-introduction to my reading of a Kindred Spirits Short at the launch of the second Ricardian anthology, Right Trusty and Well Beloved, and I feel like elaborating in a blog…

wp-1576824664685.jpg Some of the contributors to the collection, in York on 14th December 2019

Why a wooden mouse? Not the most respectful animal to compare a king to, and especially not a king you are particularly fond of, you might be thinking, but stay with me.

We’ll start with a bit of history, about the furniture-maker and wood-carver, Robert ‘Mouseman’ Thompson. In 1919, Thompson was working with a colleague on a wooden screen, when he joked to the other carver that he was “as poor as a church mouse” – as a result, he carved a small mouse into the corner of the screen, and subsequently, did the same in all his works.

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Christmases with Richard Plantagenet, 1482-1485…

Welcome to the final post of the Historical Writers’ Forum Spectacular December Blog Hop – on Christmas Day itself, which should be the crowning glory…

In one sense, perhaps, it could be seen as that, as at least the blog involves a crowned head … or a person who ultimately does wear a crown. But when we first meet him, the man concerned would not have dreamed that he would ever ascend a throne himself. For his elder brother was then King, in December of 1482 – Edward IV of England, the Yorkist king who had reigned for more than two decades, and who had two sons to follow him on the throne.

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Richard Plantagenet, Duke of Gloucester, who would only six months later himself become King through a tortuous series of events, spent the Christmas of 1482 at the court of his brother Edward. It is a Yuletide period that is described in my novel about Richard III (for younger readers), The Order of the White Boar.

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Gathered together that year were all of King Edward’s family, including young Edward, his eldest son and Prince of Wales, who had spent most of his young life with his mother’s brother, Earl Rivers in Ludlow, learning how to rule. Also there were Elizabeth and Cecily, the King and Queen’s eldest daughters, and Richard, their younger son. The various younger sisters were rarely seen during the festivities.

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The Duke is welcomed to Westminster several days before Christmas itself with a sumptuous feast at which Matthew, the young hero of my book (a page in Richard’s household at Middleham Castle), joins the many guests.

A banquet had been prepared to celebrate the Duke’s arrival and his victories at Edinburgh and Berwick. As a liveried page welcomed to its lower tables, I enjoyed the best that the royal kitchens had to offer.

We dined on swan, heron and egret, which were rarely seen at Middleham, and never even at the costliest feasts my father attended for the wealthy merchants and aldermen of York. Whole suckling pigs and sturgeon steamed as they were brought to the tables. The gilded crusts of venison pies shone gold in the flare of the sunset, while sweet pastries, marchpane and sugared fruits were silvered by torchlight that came later. Many of the foodstuffs must have been brought in on foreign ships, like those tied up at the London wharves. My first taste of the rich red juice of pomegranates was one I would always remember.’

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Later Matthew moves to the palace at Westminster to stay there as part of the Duke’s company, over Christmastide itself:

‘At the palace, I wandered its labyrinthine passages as far as my livery allowed.

I was a regular visitor in the cavernous kitchens with their heady aromas of fresh-baked bread and pastries, pig or deer roasting slowly on a spit. The kitchen boys were ever eager to tempt Murrey with morsels of whatever they had to hand. I also found the music room. The tutor, deserted for the holidays by his pupils in the royal family, delighted in teaching me new songs and tunes for my lute. And in the stables I lingered for hours, breathing in the scent of fresh sweet hay and horse sweat. But I never summoned up the courage to ask for a quiet pony suitable for me, Bess not having been brought from London with the lords’ horses.

While I lurked there, sometimes Duke Richard would set out for the pleasure of a gallop in the countryside around Westminster. Often he rode with Sir Francis – now made a lord as a reward from the King – or a company of courtiers, only once or twice with the King. I watched them until the last rider was out of sight, and hours later I would watch them ride back again, laughing and calling to each other. Once dismounted, they tossed their reins to stable boys – boys like me.

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I was an outsider still – not quite servant, nor one of the palace household. But I was always included with the rest of the guests, no matter how lowly, in the sumptuous Christmas festivities. In the whirl of that time – those days and nights of elaborate feasting, of courtly dancing, of minstrels, of jewelled gowns for the ladies, jewel-coloured velvets for the gentlemen, of gorgeously decorated chambers, draped with swags of greenery and berries, of laughter and jesting and masques – I saw a great deal of the royal family and their courtiers…

In the evenings I was caught up in all the entertainments, even in the dancing. I silently thanked the dancing master at Middleham for teaching me enough that I didn’t embarrass myself. I even clasped hands with the younger princesses and their ladies as we wove our way through the elaborate steps.

The Duke and his brother often watched from the edges of the dance, seldom taking part themselves. Once, his eyes on me, the Duke leant to speak close in the King’s ear. The King roared with laughter – it reached my ears even above the music – then nodded to me when next I circled round before them. There was nothing unkind about the laugh, warmth even in the King’s blue eyes, so like those of his brother. But I did wonder what had passed between them….’

A year later, Richard had become King – via a chain of events related at the beginning of The King’s Man, sequel to The Order. By December of 1483 he had faced a rebellion – by rival Lancastrians presumably seeing the upheaval as a chance to try again for the throne – but it was relatively easily quashed and King Richard returned to his capital in triumph, just in time for Advent. The scene was set for a magnificent Christmas at the new court.

There is some evidence that Richard’s finances were precarious in the early part of his reign, owing to difficulties in securing his brother’s treasury during the Protectorate, and then the expenses of gathering and equipping the army to put down the rebellion. But his relations with the wealthy merchants of London and elsewhere were always amicable, especially after the various favourable laws he enacted in his only Parliament, and they were happy to advance money on various royal treasures, such as a gold and jewel-encrusted salt cellar and a helmet embellished with gold, gems and pearls, in order to fund the festivities. A bill to the enormous sum of £1,200 was run up with a mercer, no doubt to supply sumptuous gowns, outfits and gifts for the king, queen and courtiers, and Richard likely treated his wife, Anne, to the finest jewels, having earlier in the month licensed a Genoese merchant to import precious gems, so long as he himself was given first option to buy.

The Middleham jewel:
 perhaps as a Yuletide gift for Queen Anne?

Matthew has moved on from Richard’s household by this time, and instead of Christmas at court, he experiences the custom of topsy-turvy in the household of his new master:

I had heard tell of it when I was at the York Minster song school, but, living always at home and not as a boarder at the school, I had never been a part of it, or seen the Dean serve the choristers and canons at table, or any other of the customs involved. So to witness Master Ashley don rough clothes and place an apprentice cap upon his head, and Mistress Ashley tie a housewife’s apron about her oldest gown, and both carry trays of meat and drink to tables, and bow to us boys and journeymen as they served us and poured our ale – and even sing for us during the meal, poke the huge Yule log in the hearth and clear away the empty dishes – it was all remarkable to me. It was a tradition in such households across the city and beyond – although it never reached as far as my father’s house in York’s Stonegate.

He writes of it to his good friend Alys, who remains with the royal household, with such enthusiasm that she decides to suggest the same idea to Queen Anne and King Richard the following Christmastide…

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By Yuletide 1484, tragedy has struck the royal couple, with the death of their young son Edward in the spring. But in December as the twelve days of Christmas began, it was again time for the conspicuous consumption that was required of a King. The court must impress with lavish feasting, gifts, entertainments, largesse, charitable donations, a display that would show all was well in the kingdom – whatever personal tragedy might befall its premier family, or whatever threat might be lurking abroad. For it is said that King Richard was brought news of Henry Tudor’s planned invasion during the Twelfth Night festivities.

It was also a time when a chronicler castigated the King for the opulence of the festivities, and in particular the ‘vain changes of dress – similar in colour and design’ of Queen Anne and her niece, Elizabeth of York, illegitimate daughter of the old king, saying ‘At this people began to talk, and the lords and prelates were horrified.’ This chronicler (based at Crowland abbey) held an unfavourable view of King Richard, and his aim appears to be to link this occurrence with the later rumour that surfaced the following spring, that Richard was considering marrying his niece. Yet, in truth it had long been a tradition in medieval courts, both in England and elsewhere, that the entire household would dress in the same colour on certain feast days: during the lengthy Christmas revelries, they might alternate colours on different days, with the ladies wearing colours to complement the men’s outfits (which may have led to the enormous mercer’s bill mentioned above). And Richard had pledged to ensure Elizabeth married well, despite her illegitimacy, and by the spring was in negotiations for her to wed Duke Manuel of Beja, later King Manuel I of Portugal.

 Matthew is kept abreast of events at court by letters from his good friend, Alys, which are ‘full of the colour and finery of the royal festivities’. And, far from the chronicler’s view of the event, her words about the King and Queen fill him ‘with the good cheer suitable to the Christmas season’:

‘During Christmas they have looked happier than I had seen them for months, at least since that terrible time in the spring [when Edward died]. The Queen and Elizabeth and all the ladies have been wearing the most sumptuous gowns of cream and gold, while the gentlemen have dressed mostly in blues and greys. But on Twelfth Night – what a spectacle! We were all clad in red or gold, like flames in the great fireplaces of the palace. The Queen had made a gift to Elizabeth of a gown exactly like her own, and the King had presented them both with the most beautiful jewels. He then led both of them out to dance while everyone cheered and clapped.’

This was King Richard’s last Christmastime as anyone who knows the events of August 1485 will be aware (and as Matthew learns the hard way, at first hand, as his life again entwines with that of King Richard in The King’s Man), and further tragedy occurred in the intervening months. But I like to think that the Yuletide festivities offered a brief glimmer of light, of hope even, to the royal couple and their friends in an otherwise grim year. And I hope that everyone reading this also enjoys their own festive season as much as King Richard appears to have done!

 

Alex Marchant is author of two books telling the story of the real King Richard III for children aged 10+, The Order of the White Boaand The King’s Man, and editor of Grant Me the Carving of My Name and Right Trusty and Well Beloved…, two anthologies of short fiction inspired by the king, sold in support of Scoliosis Association UK (SAUK). 

Alex’s books can be found on Amazon at:

myBook.to/WhiteBoar

mybook.to/TheKingsMan

mybook.to/GrantMetheCarving

mybook.to/RightTrusty 

My Facebook author page 

My Twitter handle  and Matthew Wansford’s

 

If you’ve enjoyed this visit to a Christmas past (or three!), why not explore the posts in the rest of the blog hop ‘Advent calendar’? The full schedule is as follows:

6th Dec Jen Black a Viking Christmas

8th Dec Derek Birks: The Christmas Lord of Misrule

9th Dec Jennifer C. Wilxon: A Very Kindred Christmas

11th Dec Janet Wertman: Christmas at the Tudor Court

12 Dec  Margaret Skea: Britain’s Little Ice Age

13th Dec Sue Barnard: A Light in the Darkness

14th Dec Cathie Dunn: Charlemagne – A Political Christmas

15th Dec Lynn Bryant: Colby Fair: A Manx Christmas

16th Dec Samantha Wilcoxson: The Giving of Gifts

17th Dec Nicky Moxey: Christmas Giving in 1181

18th Dec Nancy Jardine: AD 210 25TH December Worship

19th Dec Wendy Dunn: Christmas at the Tudor Court – Excerpt from A Light in the Labyrinth

20th Dec Judith Arnopp: A Tudor Christmas

21st Dec Tim Hodkinson: A Viking Christmas

22nd   Vanessa Couchman: The Unofficial Truce of Christmas 2014 

23rd Christine Hancock: A Meeting in the Snow

24th Paula Lofting: Christmas 1065: A Brother’s Betrayal

25th Alex Marchant https://alexmarchantblog.wordpress.com

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King Richard III and the book trade – revisited

Every now and again it’s pleasant to revisit a subject and today it’s the turn of King Richard III and his role in the book trade. This has been prompted by a chat I had yesterday in our local town with a political canvasser (did you know a general election is looming in the UK?!) Somehow we turned to medieval politics and he asked me what my ‘speciality’ was. I suppose I could have said ‘late medieval’ or ‘the Wars of the Roses’, but I went narrower and simply said ‘King Richard III’. He looked a little taken aback, then admitted that apart from the Battle of Bosworth (boo!) and Shakespeare’s play (boo hiss!!), he didn’t really know much about Richard – except that he didn’t reign for very long.

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Of course I pointed out that Shakespeare’s version was pure fiction (I don’t need to go into details here I imagine!), and that, although Richard was only on the throne for just over two years, he did more in that short time that most other monarchs. Especially – and here’s the crunch – for ‘ordinary’ people. People like you or me or the man I was talking to. (Of course, I’m making an assumption here – that no one reading this blog inhabits the higher echelons of the aristocracy. If you do hail from such a privileged background, may I humbly beg your pardon, Your Grace/Highness/Majesty….)

Given the context of our chat (i.e. political canvassing), I offered two distinct examples of King Richard’s concern for ‘ordinary’ people, rather than just the nobles of his day. First, that he was the first monarch to have the proceedings of his Parliament (the laws) written (and printed) in English, rather than French as had been usual (so that everyone could understand them, not just those descended from the Norman aristocracy – the same for his coronation oath, again the first time it was sworn in English). And then there was his protection for the book trade.

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And that’s where my blog-revisit comes in. I wish I’d had it to hand when talking to the gentleman yesterday as it details what Richard did and why – and yes, in answer to his question, it is believed that it was King Richard himself who made the change to the law detailed in the following blog to ensure books and education were as widely available as possible.

Please do read on…. you may also discover something about books that you didn’t know before!  https://alexmarchantblog.wordpress.com/2017/11/15/king-richard-iii-and-the-book-trade/

Alex Marchant is author of two books telling the story of the real King Richard III for children aged 10+, The Order of the White Boaand The King’s Man, and editor of Grant Me the Carving of My Name and Right Trusty and Well Beloved…, two anthologies of short fiction inspired by the king, sold in support of Scoliosis Association UK (SAUK). 

Alex’s books can be found on Amazon at:

myBook.to/WhiteBoar

mybook.to/TheKingsMan

mybook.to/GrantMetheCarving

mybook.to/RightTrusty 

My Facebook author page 

My Twitter handle  and Matthew Wansford’s

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“An Interview With Alex Marchant” by Esther Chilton

I meet some fantastic people at events around the country and back in the summer I was delighted to meet Esther Chilton, fellow author and editor, at the UK Indie Lit Fest in Bradford.

Esther Chilton

We had a lovely chat about children’s books and she asked me to guest on her blog at https://esthernewtonblog.wordpress.com/

She sent me some great questions to answer, including a knotty one about which of my books is my favourite (surely that’s no more possible to answer than which of my children is?!), and the results are on her blog today. So if you’re intrigued as to any aspect of my writing and how I came to write my books (including those yet to be published…), you might like to hop over to An Interview With Alex Marchant…

Many thanks to Esther for hosting me 😁

Alex Marchant is author of two books telling the story of the real King Richard III for children aged 10+, The Order of the White Boaand The King’s Man, and editor of Grant Me the Carving of My Name and Right Trusty and Well Beloved…, two anthologies of short fiction inspired by the king, sold in support of Scoliosis Association UK (SAUK). 

Alex’s books can be found on Amazon at:

myBook.to/WhiteBoar

mybook.to/TheKingsMan

mybook.to/GrantMetheCarving

mybook.to/RightTrusty 

My Facebook author page 

My Twitter handle  and Matthew Wansford’s

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