Okay, so James Hepburn, the 4th Earl of Bothwell, was never technically king. He was married to Queen Mary of Scotland, but he wedded her in such a scandalous way that if her kingdom had not already been in jeopardy, that would have done it. As it was, it was pretty much the nail in her monarchical coffin. It was also pretty badass. I’m shocked he hasn’t had movie made purely about his courtship of Mary Stuart.
But, much as I adore the story of Mary Queen of Scots and her Earl of Bothwell, this is not a history post. This is a superficial post with no redeeming scholarly merit whatsoever. This is a post about the fact that, for some strange, unknown reason (and clearly not accounting for taste), I have the major hots for James Hepburn, Earl of Bothwell. He could seriously get it.
So here’s to you JH. You may not have quite grasped the crown of Scotland, but you will always be King of My Heart.
Edited to add: Since the original publication of this article, I’ve knocked the Tudor/Plantagenet item off my list. Was every bit as amazing as I expected!
I love to travel. I’ve been very, very fortunate in the travel experiences I have had so far. If for some reason I could never travel again, I would have so many amazing memories, that I could almost be okay with that. Almost.
Of course, there are still many experiences I still want to have, many other places on “the list” that I still want to see. My friends, this list is long. In fact, it would be much easier and quicker to list the places that I don’t want to see, although even those would come with an asterisk. For example, a holy pilgrimage across the Middle East would be in my Top 5 if it were a safer place to travel. I’d also like to travel to the Congo and pick up my conflict diamonds in person someday (okay, maybe I am kidding on that one).
Having said that, in an always ongoing effort to prioritize, I’ve created my “holy grail” Top 5 Can’t-Die-Before-I-Take-These-Trips List. Continue reading