Spring Has Unwrapped Her Flowers


You should be able to get a Wenceslas pizza - Deep Pan, Crisp and Even. He was a victim of sibling disharmony. His mother didn't like him either - she was a granny murderer. His dad died when he was 13. How can you stay good after all that? He died young, as befits the good, at the hand of his wicked brother.

Meanwhile in England, Athelstan ruled, more or less over the whole land. His main achievement seemed to be to keep the Welsh on the right side of Offa's Dyke. Athelstan, being quite good himself, though eshewing the epithet good for the sake of brevity, took care of another nice guy, Hakon the Good, who later became king of Norway. Hakon, of course, dies heroically, and his imminent arrival in Valhalla is recorded:-

Then Skogul said, `My coal-black steed,
Home to the gods I now must speed,
To their green home, to tell the tiding
That Hakon's self is thither riding.


This outbreak of Niceness and Goodness towards the end of the first millenium deserves further research.

Maybe, we are due another one.

The song, "Good King Wenceslas" is based on a 13th Century tune called Tempus Adest Floridum or Spring has unrapped her flowers. Thank you for reading this far.

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