|I'm not going. I've had
enough of being a raider. I'm just going to settle down and make peace with our Saxon
neighbours at Sheepwick.
the future someone will write ...
The 8th of June was a beautiful summer day on the holy
Island of Lindisfarne, situated on the Northumberland coast in the north east of England.
It had a monastary which was founded in the 6th century and was famous for the fact that
some of the finest books of its time came from here. The monks, who didn't suspect
anything unusual, went down to the shore to greet the strangers who had arrived.
They came to the church of Lindesfarne, slayed
everything alive, dug up the altars and took all the treasures of the holy church.
I don't want to be remembered for that.