HAD YOU BEEN standing on the Calais dockside at around 5pm on Saturday 14 May 1608, you would have seen a dishevelled young Englishman stagger off the open deck of a cross-Channel ferry. He looked pale, having ‘varnished the exterior parts of the ship’ with his breakfast. More significant than what he had left behind was what lay ahead. He was at the start of an extraordinary journey.

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