Jess and I discovered today that we couldn’t name all six of Henry VIII’s wives. At least we knew there were six. We got four of them. Three and a half, really; we had the wrong Jane. THREE Catherines, two Annes, and a Jane. I think I’ve got it now. A book of paper dolls set us straight, and I can’t decide if that’s funny or embarrassing.
Inane Chatter
What were you expecting?
