Archive for January, 2011

The Nevills in February

Posted: January 31, 2011 in Nevents

A couple of battles and the Lincolnshire rebellion… Hmm – what to choose. 1454 9 Feb Margaret of Anjou submits a proposal to council that she be named regent during the king’s incapacity 13 Feb Richard duke of York named Protector and Defender of England 14-2 York’s first parliament assembles 1455 The duke of Somerset [...]

I have ore information about Gervase now. See here for an updated version. Following up on my January calendar of Nevill-related events (or Nevents), I present to you the little I’ve been able to unearth about Sir Gervase Clifton, staunch Lancastrian, third husband of Maud Stanhope and an utterly elusive character. It’s one of the [...]

The Nevills in January

Posted: January 28, 2011 in Nevents

Back to more serious stuff… I’ve decided to raid my timeline book towards the end of each month to see what interesting things the Nevills, their friends, allies and enemies might have been up to. I thought I’d be quite radical and start with January. January 1455 (early Jan) York resigns as Protector and Defender [...]

Anne Neville threw the cloth back into the tub of greasy cold water with a bitter cry of rage. How dare he! Richard or Dickon, so frail and angelic® that her heart had nearly broken to see him, had thrown himself at her feet. Not literally, for which she was glad, because there was a [...]

“Avast there, me hearties!” the pirate captain cried. “Weigh anchor and belay the mizzenmast! We set sail on the marning toid!” “Oh, Reechar,” Mad Meg, who had once been Margaret of Anjou and was now a pirate queen said, her flaxen hair whipping around her head courtesy of the stiff seabreeze. “Let them get on [...]

William, Lord Hastings, was a little bit miffed. Even the trollop he’d found waiting in his tent, Ned’s note of recommendation clutched firmly in her hand, hadn’t managed to quite take his mind off the insult that had been dished out. Almost a reprimand, he thought. Was it his fault his wing had almost been [...]

“I could help, you know,” Elizabeth Woodville Grey Plantagenet, queen and witch, said to her husband the king. She stabbed the needle into her embroidery as if she were stabbing a pin into a voodoo doll, which gave her a whole new idea, but one she’d have to set aside, as she now set aside [...]