EDIT: For a shor time, the British Historians Bathroom had graffiti scrawled on the stalls reading: ‘ For th good time, call Mary B. ’ Alison Weir snickered along with the remainde of the pack, adding little doodles of Tudor roses doing suggestive things with melons, but, ow, like a reformed bully, she is here to try and scrub the lewdness away, and to try and tell an accurate portrait of th real, complex, three dimensional woman, without all the crass innuendo.
I feel he historical fiction book Doomed Queen Anne, summed it up best when Mary is asked who is the grandmother of her brother, she writes in a rather miserable voice: I don ’ t know.Then, as Anne takes center stage, Weir follows Mary along in the back wings, explaining how Mary played some part in support staff to Anne ’ s rise, but as just as much shoved to the side by the est of the family.When she marries William Stafford we get the extra fun tidbit of the fact Mr. Stafford was a solid 10 years ounger than her ( YOU GO GIRL!) and after an exhaustive look at all the fact Weir can come to no other conclusion than it was an honest to goodness love match, a true case of choosing love over the 1001 Practical Real World Reasons This Can Never Work.
Mary might very well have passed in the street the executioner on his pat to the dock to set sail for England to kill her sister! After that, Weir is left with not much more on Mary, but does a respectabl job examining what became of the whole of her family, tied as they ha to Tudor politics, what with the never ending Howard-Tudor connection that always lead to some interesting epsidoes in history, of which Mary was only one.So, the graffiti remains ( thanks Philippa), but at least this has been added to try and balance things out.