Hello everyone and welcome to the history of England episode 262, Northumberland.

First off, sorry I had been a bit of a cold, a friend called Patrick gave it to me.

Thank you.

Also reminded me that the port in Cornwall, which I pronounced foyer in the Britain and

the CF, so it's for members, it's properly pronounced foyer, so sorry.

Have I mentioned that I have a member service, which is as cheap as chips, and for which

you can sign up at the historyofingland.co.uk forward slash become a member?

Anyway, if I haven't, there is.

This week though, I'm going to start by making an absurd connection.

Well, I was but an entirely little boy or however it goes.

I remember learning about Karenski, you know, the Russian guy.

As a fully paid up card-carrying member of the middle classes, I've always thought

a certain sympathy with poor old Alexander Karenski, chapped out after six months.

Now before he was shouted at me, then tell me what a thoroughly horrid person Karenski

was or whatever, just bear in mind that it is what, let me think, 54 or minus 17 equals

37.

So 37 years since I read a word about Alexander Karenski, so you know, don't be nasty

to me.

My takeaway though was about Karenski was that he was a sort of representative of the

middle classes attempting to sort out the mess the aristocratic czar that created, coupled

with a desperate attempt to keep all the various balls in the air and make sure nothing

got dropped.

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