Special Guest Blogger: King Vortigern

Around 410 the Romans had abandoned Britain as they pulled back their armies to fight in defence of the homeland and this power vacuum was partially filled by me but the Picts and Scots were attacking the former Roman territory south of the border along Hadrian’s now defunct Wall. I  had no effective standing army to defend the south of Britain so I needed mercenaries and invited some warriors, a pair of brothers called Hengist and Horsa who had the reputation of not so much wearing their awfulness on their sleeves more than having it pinned to their foreheads.
So with the invite sent , the brothers and their army arrived over from Saxony to fight our battles and landed in Kent and quickly defeated the Picts and Scots, and i rewarded them with some land at Thanet in Kent.
Such was their gratitude that they offered Hengist’s daughter, Rowena, in marriage and my son warned me that it could be an outlandish plot to overthrow me but I refused to listen and we were wed and in exchange for her hand i let her brothers expand their lands from Thanet to the whole of Kent.
The Saxons made themselves at home and liked it here in our Green and Pleasant land so they invited their fierce and ungodly mates to join them and began to plunder the area so I suggested a peace conference on Salisbury Plain.
Now with hindsight only a mug would go to meet an enemy unarmed and I was obviously was a mug because what happened next became known as ‘The Night of the Long Knives’ … so you can guess what’s coming.
We sat down and the Saxons seemed very friendly and very sociably then Hengist, stood, waved his hand and within minutes 300 of my men were slaughtered and i was taken prisoner and it cost me most of Eastern England which is why i lived out my days at the opposite side of the country in Wales.