in Leicester. A huge shout could be heard in my street when it was announced that the remains were indeed that of King Richard III. A year on I feel as a child does when someone has deliberately burst their balloon. We are still waiting, and why? Because someone has thrown the proverbial spanner in the works and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that I am disheartened, saddened and not a little bit angry, for at this point in time we should be looking forward to the summer of
2014 and the re internment of the king remains, instead we are waiting on a government review. Sadly, the kings real story
has been lost among discussion and vast amounts of writings on the subject of the unfolding legal case. Some may say
'What a utter waste of time and tax payers money' and who can blame them when all they hear are words like consultation, defendants and adjournments.
The end of King Richards story, if we are not careful, will end up just like the final scene from the Truman show with an audience are looking for something else to watch.