Charles the beloved

I watch many videos about British history. I like one about Charles VI of France. Riding into battle, someone dropped a spear, which hit a shield, and he PTSD’ed into killing four of his own guys before he could be restrained. Takes guts to restrain a king. Like Martin Luther going to to toe with […]

lookout

Little boy blue Come blow your horn The sheep’s in the meadow The cow’s in the corn Where is the boy who looks after the sheep? He’s under a haystack, fast asleep This one I typed from memory, suprising myself. I’ve been crabby, and I’m away from home, a place of horns (historically), primarily Charlie […]