This is a guest post by Anne Lyken-Garner (left). A longstanding friend of Kuriositas (and its host!) she blogs at her relationship help blog and writing site.
What his viewers didn't know was that he wore a stab-proof vest with little packets of animal blood stuck to it. He could ‘bleed’ all night and still live to hide from the Tudor paparazzi the next day. One night, with usual flourish, he plunged the long, shiny dagger into his chest. Only, this time, he had forgotten to wear his vest. He dropped dead on stage.
I wonder if he remembered about the missing vest just a split second before stabbing himself. Ouch.
King Edmund II
He’d earned his name Ironside because of his resilience and courage in fighting alongside his men. However, his story shows us that the little things we all need as humans are the very things which make us all equal. If you’ve ever had diarrhoea while on a shopping spree, you’ll know that the sight of a toilet is as (more than) welcome as a huge bag of cash. One day in the middle of battle, King Edmund needed the toilet (latrine).
Little did he know, a Viking was hiding in the one he chose to use. The Viking stabbed King Edmund II twice in the bottom from where he was standing underneath.
The day arrived and the media gathered. It was no Royal Wedding, but it was close enough. Impressed by all the onlookers and reporters who’d come to watch him, Franz, instead of trying it on a dummy as he’d done in the past, strapped himself to his parachute and prepared to jump. He met his death jumping from the second floor (60 metres) of the Eiffel tower. The good news was (for him, that is), it was the speed of the descent which killed him (inducing a heart attack) and not the impact of the fall.
Ms Mills-Newbroughton was one day short of 100 years old when she was killed. She was crossing the road with her daughter to attend a lavish birthday party in her honour. Her wheel chair was hit by the truck delivering her birthday cake.
If you’re thinking he had a sun stroke from staying out in the sun too long you would be wrong. Heraclitus buried himself in cow dung up to his neck. He forgot to bring any water so he got hotter and hotter, then died of heat exhaustion. Talk about ‘up to your neck in it’!
One night, after having a bit to drink, Mr Hoy decided to show some new-comers to the office his usual party trick of man-meets-strong-glass routine. He threw himself against the glass twice. On his second go, he crashed right through the glass and fell to his death.
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