The History of Leith

October 31, 2009

A Gun! A gun! My kingdom for a gun

On a grassy hill in the Leicestershire countryside, the King of England – the gold circlet of a crown on his helmeted head – sat astride a white charger and surveyed the red-earthed valley below.

He was not sitting straight. He never did. His left shoulder dipped down in an awkward-looking pose that accentuated his right shoulder. No wonder many who saw him from a distance thought him a humpback. for more click here

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