Lucy Vickery


In Competition No. 2787 you were invited to submit a Shakespearean soliloquy delivered by the ghost of Richard III reflecting on the discovery of his bones in a Leicester car park.

The last Plantagenet king is, it seems, even further from the psychopath conjured up by Shakespeare’s pen than previously thought.

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