In Grade 6 (when I was about 11-12 years old), we had MEDIEVAL DAYS at our school. A troupe of performers introduced us to the medieval life, through swordplay, the garb, the food, the customs. It was a time that I never forget and even the intervening years did not dim it – I love that period in history above all others – not that it was a picnic for those who lived IN it.
Apologies, ermine fans.
A disrespectful comic, though I suspect I would take more heat if it were the American president. Some things you can’t make light of.
That last line’s from the great Coen bros. film, Miller’s Crossing.
Ah schadenfreude – how would I fill my free time without you?
If only unsolicited phone calls elicited such excitement.
Last summer, there was so much smoke in the air that outdoor fun was out. This summer, most of our beaches are no-swim zones due to high coliform (poo) counts. Childhood memories of sharing bathwater with friends in England, very barbaric, I was usually third of four, the water a kinda translucent at that point. The last person might as well have a bath in the kitchen sink with the dirty dishes.
