Special Guest Blogger: King Arthur

And lo, at the hour of England’s greatest need, a King will step forth to lead them and sweep the English to a legendary victory? Could a mere man turn out to be one of the greatest war leaders this land had ever known, famously expelling the invaders and becoming a national folk hero who would inspire poets and storytellers down through the ages?
Well, no, frankly because first things first, i didn't exist. You may have heard talk of Arthur the King of the Britons who was famous for owning a table which was not rectangular and mixed it with Magicians but i agree, the back story is very compelling.
I was supposedly around at a time when Swords where what matters. Swords, that’s what it had all been about. Swords and cutting off heads. That was how you got land in other nations in the old days, and then the rules were changed so that you didn’t need a sword to own land anymore, you just needed the right piece of paper. But some people still hung on to their swords, just in case people thought that the whole thing with the bits of paper was unfair, it being a fact that you can’t please everybody.
I was the son of a strange liaison between King Uther Pendragon and Ygerna, Duchess of Cornwall and raised by noble knight Sir Ector and knighted as King after pulling a sword out of a great anvil and later when the sword broke, having it replaced by The Lady of the lake whose hand rose out of the lake and handed me the magical sword called Exalibur which guaranteed victory.
Yeah, I can see how that would be hard to disbelieve but hate to pee on your campfire but it's all made up.
I didn't marry Guinevere, the most beautiful woman in Britain or chum around with Sir Lancelot in Camelot and the Holy Grail search was made up and Modred didn't kill me but worst of all, I am not laying dead on the Isle of Avalon, waiting to rise up once the people of Britain have need of me again. You are on your own people!