if I could travel back in time

to the Court of Henry the VIII, I think I ‘d take one item…actually, one related cluster of items – my LCD TV and surround sound system and parts one, two and three  of Peter Jackson’s The Lord of the Rings.

I’d play the movie for the King’s Court and I bet they’d just love it.  Of course my husband says I could play them Gilligan’s Island and they’d love it…but no, it would have to be The Lord of the Rings because they’d understand it.  Even if some of the words were foreign, the symbolism and the action would make sense and I know Good King Harry would cry.  I just know it.  Men were much more sentimental back then.

Of course I’d go back to the Court of the young King Henry, the golden boy of Christendom, to the time when he felt chivalrous and knightly and still possessed a sense of humor, before he became old and irascible and autocratic.

Ah well, French champagne and baked cheese and The Lord of the Rings on New Years Eve.

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