Thursday, September 14, 2006
I was really looking forward to going to Caldicot Castle.
I splashed out a little; bought myself an eating knife, bowl and cup and a cloak and a belt.
I got sick - I mean, really sick. Threw up all Saturday night and started again Sunday morning. Then again on Monday. I walked to the toilet block at 3am Saturday night and managed to puke three times on the way and twice on the way back - and the toilets were only a couple of hundred yards away!
Three days later I am just starting to get back to normal.
Not Vintners food, honest. Not the booze (just a couple of cans of cider!). I put it down to a bug as it's been hanging around for a bit now.
Caldicot was disappointing because it was a 'plastic camp' - not 'Living History' specifically. Lots of pretend re-enactors and lots of hangers-on.
And I was too poorly on Sunday to put my kit on.....
I have just received my application pack from the Company of Chivalry - or as MB called it my 'Wenching Pack'!
But...............Am I going to join??