I defy anyone not be moved by the romance and strange juxtaposition of the discovery of Richard III's bones in a Leicester car park. I'm not one for ghosts, but I can't get an image out my head - the long-dead king floating somehow above a modern town, waiting to be found and recognised.
Richard III has always provided controversy and inspiration, most notably in the excellent Josephine Tey novel, THE DAUGHTER OF TIME. Written in 1951, this is a reexamination of his guilt in the case of the disappearance of the Princes in the Tower - a mystery that has never been solved. Her basis for the claim of his innocence was that he didn't look like a murderer. The Richard III enthusiast featured in THE KING IN THE CAR PARK based a lot of her support for him on the fact that his hunchback was a cruel propagandist lie, and is distraught to find out that he did, in fact, have a hunchback.
Factual events can be a terrific spring-board for …


