![]() ![]() “And gentlewomen the world over shall think themselves lucky the are just about anywhere else…” Mrs P’s recollection on the other hand may be different as she channels her inner bard to describe a grown man desperate to dress up and play with all the toys. He will of course remember, with advantages, what feats he did that day… Oh, and one of those spikey things on a stick and, and… a bow and arrow… and… “…And gentlemen in England now a-bed Shall think themselves accurs’d they were not here…” I can’t explain just how much I wanted to buy a sword. ![]() The only issue is that it provides a stark illustration as to why wars will never stop… Lots of shiny sharp things to buy I mean, who doesn’t want to dress up like a warrior and hang round the tavern with their mates? One day I’ll be tall enough to join in this conversation It sounds really nerdy and, in some respects it may be but, that doesn’t stop it being great fun. The premise of these events is that hundreds of people who are fascinated with a particular medieval period in history live their lives as medieval characters every weekend throughout the summer with like minded people and all their best mates. The festival went on for 3 days though we only spent a day and a half wandering around. There’s not much rock climbing in this area so we have spent a day and a half at a medieval festival in Schluderns, Italy. We have taken a couple of days out of the mountains while Mrs P recovers from the lurgy and while the weather up high sorts itself out (bit damp). ![]()
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