Just barely resisting the urge to do one about Conquestion Charging...
DAUPHIN. O Dieu vivant! Shall a few sprays of us,
The emptying of our fathers' luxury,
Our scions, put in wild and savage stock,
Spirt up so suddenly into the clouds,
And overlook their grafters?
BRITAINE. Normans, but bastard Normans, Norman bastards!
Mort Dieu, ma vie! if they march along
Unfought withal, but I will sell my dukedom
To buy a slobb'ry and a dirty farm
In that nook-shotten isle of Albion.
Always gets a laugh that line - in what is not generally considered Shakespeare's funniest play ! (Though there is the Tennis balls joke near the start, and all that farting about with Kate) - Sorry I digress ...
Gregorian calendar reform reaches England, September 1752, some 2 centuries after most of the rest of Europe
Daily Mail: Eurocrats Steal 11 Days!