For reasons I don’t fully understand, it’s become a bit of a Britain-in-the-late-eighteenth-century Christmas: I’ve been motoring through William Hague’s life of William Pitt the Younger, L. G. Mitchell’s of Charles James Fox and the first few chapters of Gareth Stedman Jones’s An End to Poverty? (which is very, very good) — and quite by chance the other evening I flipped on the telly, caught the start of The Madness of King George, and watched through to the end. As I say, I’m not quite sure what’s brought on this little British 1780s/90s moment, but if anyone wants to make additional recommendations in the comments, they might even be taken up while I’ve still got a bit of momentum going.

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