So far here's what I've gleaned: Thomas Cromwell had a total tool for a Dad. Henry the 8th is on his way to being a total tool, and Wolsey is slowly sinking into a deep depression, and likes to twist his heavily jeweled rings.
I know, I know, I'm going to read the whole thing. And I'll be glad I did. I feel like I'm in college again! This is definitely a mini-classroom in a book.
More later--have to read more tonight before I turn in. Since I can't run my half-marathon in a few weeks, I'm considering this my ode to perseverance, hard work, and just plain old slogging it out to the finish. My medal? A bigger brain, and a super deluxe knowledge of Cromwell. Snort :) yeah, right.