I conquered the Romans before breakfast this morning, and have spent the last hour or so knee-deep in Saxon drugs and rock'n'roll. (The second part of that sentence is not my joke, by the way, it's a chapter title in one of the books I'm reading, but I thought it was a particularly good one). Hagist and Horsta, the seven kingdoms, Roman v Celtic Christians, the Synod of Whitby, and that nasty old King Offa are just some of the things I know much more about now than I used to. Bring on the Vikings.
The very crude, potted-history-of-Britain timeline I have constructed in my head, and which I'm working from, goes roughly like this:
Ancient times; Romans; Dark ages and Anglo Saxons; Norman Conquests and 1066; Middle Ages (incl Black Death); Tudors and Stuarts; Golden Age aka Elizabethan times aka Renaissance; the next bit which I don't have name for but quite a lot happened; Victorian Era; Twentieth Century
I think that covers it, speaking in the broadest sense. Happy to be told otherwise.
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