I have apologised to many, many people and cursed myself for not taking any pictures of the joust, us medieval people, the Knights, my own favourite Black Knight, the horses etc........in addition, the Aginoths and Vic 'n' Pete forgot to bring their own cameras. I'm so desperate for pictures, I have asked the Horsemen if there are any photos available of the weekend in general.
But I did take one picture....at 1am after the before-mentioned girly night out.
I had drunk two bottles of blackberry wine, Mrs A had demolished two bottles of apple wine and Vic had cleaned out two bottles of plum wine (yummy, yummy English fruit wines) - so needless to say we were, to say the least, merry. We had chatted with and danced with old knights, bold knights and stableboys and were just beginning to feel our age when Pete (Vic's husband) came to find us at 1am and shepherded us drunken lairy girls back to camp where he and Aginoth were babysitting.
Then began the storytelling, the raconteuring, the boasting........and the falling over and lying down.......
So, in the spirit of our dearest friend and magnificent photographer, Carmi, I submit this photo for suggestions for a caption........on the left in the red dress is Mrs A, on the right in green is Vic....
Just one proviso - this is a 'family' blog, so keep it clean(ish)!