Last month I had the chance to live out a life-long dream and spend our summer vacation in England. I have been putting off this post because of the sheer volume of content that I need to process in order to share it. I intended to go chronologically through our holiday, but London is just too daunting right now that I don’t even want to begin. Sitting on my couch this morning, going through a plethora of photos when my alarm on my phone goes off reminding me that today is King Richard III’s birthday. Yes, I am a fan. It was settled. I would start with Leicester. The last day of our visit to England. I suppose I can work my way backward considering the serendipitous nature of my morning. Without further ado, The Last Son of York…
Richard’s motto: “Loyalty binds me.”
Our first stop was the Battle of Bosworth memorial, commemorating the field where the last Plantagenet king became the last English king to die in combat on 22 August 1485 at the age of 32.
For those who may be interested, or simply curious to learn about King Richard, I will share a little of my knowledge about his life. I will also include a couple of links at the bottom of this post if you have the notion to learn more about this remarkable man.
Henry Tudor’s army defeated Richard’s, marking the end of the Wars of the Roses, and ushering in the new Tudor dynasty.
The field. Richard’s White Boar and flag of England is on the right.
Next, it was off to Greyfriars to see the Richard III Museum and location of the excavation.
Replica of his throne.
Richard’s remains were found in a car park outside Greyfriars under a parking spot marked with an “R”
All puffy-faced from crying all day. This was a surreal moment.
The excavation site.
White Rose of York.
For information about the symbolism and the making of his tomb and burial, visit Leicester Cathedral’s website.
Richard ate at the Blue Boar the night before the battle.
Talking Jake’s head off about all things Richard. I have a patient husband.
Loyaulté me Lie