On a dark, bleak, rain-sodden, autumnal morning somewhere just off the road that ran up the spine of Britain, a route you can still trace through the quiet countryside to this day, and that has been known since medieval times as Watling Street, a man sat on his horse and surveyed his troops.
Barstool History - Boudicca
Barstool History - Boudicca
Barstool History - Boudicca
On a dark, bleak, rain-sodden, autumnal morning somewhere just off the road that ran up the spine of Britain, a route you can still trace through the quiet countryside to this day, and that has been known since medieval times as Watling Street, a man sat on his horse and surveyed his troops.