I fall into a conversation with a lady who has to be at least 80. She is cultured (mentions many places around the world she's visited, quotes Dante in beautiful Italian) & confesses that the place she most wants to visit but never has is England.
England? I repeat, thinking, it's not that hard to get to England.
England. My people are from there in fact, she tells me, although it turns out that was in the 1600s.
As a convert to Catholicism, she continues, I resent how Henry VIII treated the Church, so I've never gone.
You could go and spit on Cromwell's grave, like the Irish do, I wish I'd said.