Hello everyone and welcome to the History of England episode 338 Book of Books.

Honestly, I have to tell you Walter's final gamble, the final countdown.

Didn't get off to much of a flyer. After all the drama of the sand off in the

excitement, they got nowhere very slowly and were blown ashore at Cork. Now,

don't get me wrong, I have no intention whatsoever of dissing Cork, which I know

is a wonderful place full of fun laughter and small fairy animals, but if you're

heading for South America, making landfall at Cork, isn't the route you'd

find inscribed on the most secret pilot rutters guarded with a captain's life.

It'll be more, captain's log started at 1617, oh bloody hell wandered around two

months in a little of a cork. Also, then one of his captains, John Bailey, jumped

ship and headed home because he missed his wife, which is kind of nice, and

without wanting to spoil the plot, was actually a pretty good career decision

as well as it happens. Finally, they got away, but you know, there is a rule of

life I would like to share with you from my own personal experience. This is that

when the wheels come off, it is pretty much impossible to put them back on,

especially when your crew is infested with disease, so when they finally did get

going, 42 of the crewmen promptly celebrated by dying, which was a bit of a

downer, and even Walter was so sick, he could eat no solids for three months.

But finally, finally, they tipped up at the Oranoco Delta and in line with their

mission not to hurt or even look at any spaniards good Lord-no. The overrun

of Spanish settlement killed the governor, and Walter's eldest son, what, was

sadly killed in the process. What's death? Broke poor Walter, robbed the great

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