tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3020849054403226268.post6000698616256701646..comments2024-02-25T19:19:39.854+11:00Comments on I prefer reading: Mary, Queen of Scots : truth or lies - Rosalind K Marshalllynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04509400868331534237noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3020849054403226268.post-37190907888989385612011-08-01T18:46:27.982+10:002011-08-01T18:46:27.982+10:00You obviously know a lot about Mary so I think you...You obviously know a lot about Mary so I think you'd enjoy the book. How lucky to be able to pop over to Falkland for the day! Poor James, if he hadn't been so depressed he might have taken a deep breath & tried for another child. Turning his face to the wall was a bit extreme! One of the great What Ifs of history, isn't it? What if Mary had been a boy?lynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04509400868331534237noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3020849054403226268.post-6514481397900109512011-08-01T03:40:45.079+10:002011-08-01T03:40:45.079+10:00Mary is a fascinating subject and I don't supp...Mary is a fascinating subject and I don't suppose we'll ever know the truth about her. We're pretty much steeped in her here. Stirling Castle, about seven miles away, is where she spent some of her childhood and there's a wee hole in one of the walls, at a four year old's height, which someone made so she could see out beyond the castle. The castle of the Lake on Menteith, not far from here either, was where she was taken for safety. And, of course, Linlithgow Palace, fairly close, too, is where she was born. Yesterday we were in Falkland for a jaunt. Falkland Palace is beautiful and it's where her father, James V, heard that his wife had had a daughter. He then died, a disappointed man... I'd better get hold of this book!Pennyhttp://svh2.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.com