Prince Arthur (d. 1502) is remembered mainly for a boastful comment on his wedding night, useful to the lawyers working to extricate Henry viii from his marriage to Katherine of Aragon: ‘I have been this night in the midst of Spain’. As Steven Gunn admits in this splendidly-illustrated volume of essays, we don't know what sort of a king Arthur would have made. An education in humanism, French and dancing can be traced through his books and his tutors, but his military training can only be guessed at. What can be established, striking by comparison with his cosseted younger brother Henry, is the amount of time that Arthur spent on the move. Shrewsbury, Coventry and Oxford welcomed him with pageants and plays, and his affinity carried the king's justice into Cornwall (where Arthur was duke) and the Marches. The rood-screen at Aberconwy church was decorated with Arthur's personal badges, evidence for John Morgan-Guy of the ‘joy and hope’ with which the Tudors were welcomed in Wales. His marriage to Katherine in 1501 saw the construction of a cat-walk in St Paul's for the young couple to parade in state. Arthur was praised in portraits and stained glass, although identification has sometimes proved problematic: a likeness in the Royal Collection was formerly believed to be the young Henry viii. Six of the ten contributors focus on Arthur's death and commemoration, when his magnificence can be fully assessed. Ralph Houlbrooke follows his posthumous progress from Ludlow to Worcester, his wagon pulled by six horses caparisoned in black (replaced by oxen when the roads were bad). His chantry chapel survives, defaced in places but still one of the finest late-medieval English sculptural schemes. The concluding essay recalls a gloriously eccentric re-enactment of Arthur's funeral, with members of the Worcester Junior Polo Club substituting for the mounted nobility.