Hello everyone and welcome to the History of England, episode 226, the Great Weather.

Just in case you don't know, a weather is a ram, often referring to a castrated ram in fact.

Thomas Moore used the phrase as a description for Woolsey I'm Assuming, as a disparaging

term reflecting Woolsey as the source of the various goodies and patronage and bribery

that came from his hands, or indeed hooves.

Weather doesn't in this case refer to that commodity of which England has too much, sorry

if you already knew that, I had to look it up you see.

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Now last week we ended on a rather dark warning note for poor old Woolsey.

While it's true that the divorce was now critical for his survival, he did have another great

strength and that was then I think the king genuinely loved him and deep in his soul still

fell some deference to the man who had served him for so long.

And even right at the end Henry really didn't want to see Woolsey go, it's really quite

cute and a slightly gross kind of way.

But unfortunately the wicket on which Woolsey was playing was as sticky as a sticky bun eaten

by a sticky the stick insect and his time went by, it became increasingly obvious that

Woolsey would not succeed in delivering the divorce.

Pope Clamant, Squiggeald and Squirmed and Duckton weaved like Delboy in the Peckermarket and

there was never a jelly so difficult to nail to a wall.

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