Pointless and non paradigm shifting fact for the day.
Æthelstan was crowned in the town that I spent part of my childhood in. I have touched, with my bare hand, the rock that his royal bottom sat on while he was having a crown plonked on his head.
I have a good friend who's name is Thorbjorn, but with the proper symbol for th and umlauts and everything.
I find Henry viii's reign fascinating, not from a salacious who shagged who to get a prince PoV, but because it was a reign where pretty much everything was different when it ended to when it began, all over the "known world". Boring cahhhh that I am.