Showing posts with label Plassey. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Plassey. Show all posts

Saturday, 23 June 2012

23rd June

'Ne ce soir, Josephine,' Napoleon is reputed to have said, which is a shame because Josephine de Beauharnais was a bit of a cracker. as a child of the West Indies, she was the subject of one of Elvis's best known films, Kid Creole, though I have to say I always thought he was a little miscast. Anyhoo, born today in 1763, she was dazzling, vivacious, funny and intelligent, as opposed to Napoleon's second wife, the terribly boring Marie-Louise. What possessed Napoleon to jilt Josephine for Marie-Louise? Josephine didn't provide him with an heir; Marie-Louise did.

Go, as our American cousins say for some ungrammatical reason, figure.

In other news ...
The British won a classic victory today over Suraj-od-Dowlah, the Namib of Bengal. Robert Clive (he of India) was a very strange man, haunted by rumours of cowardice. According to the incomparable Sellar and Yeatman of 1066 and All That fame, he was a typist in the East India Company. Actually of course he was a brilliant general who just happened to have a City and Guilds in keyboard skills.

Check out his victory at Plassey on this day in 1757.