When you decide to sew a favour for the Black Knight - make sure he knows - and be first to tie it on his lance!
When you meet up with him after a whole bottle of wine each on a girly night out - endeavour to appear more sober than your female drinking companions.
When he offers to return your favour 'drenched in the blood of his enemies' - accept the offer freely!
Whenever he gets within hearing distance during the joust - yell 'Huzzah, the Black Knight!!' as loud as you can, leaping up and down.
When he blows a kiss across the jousting field - wave sweetly.
Remember to stay in character and address him as 'good sire' - it'll guarantee a smile.
When he bends down from the carriage to kiss you farewell - demurely offer your cheek.
Then, when you are home and back in reality - dream of your Black Knight and the spark of romance to brighten your days.
And yes, you romantic blogger-type people......all the above happened at the joust I went to.
Did I take photos? Nope - of course not.....I never think of things like that - and anyway, I never carry my camera in kit. A medieval woman toting a digital camera just looks wrong. But I have asked Gerard if any decent photos were taken of the event.