The small Italian town of Morimondo........
To do this.........
There will be a kitchen, of course - we have to eat!........... 'What's for dinner, Vintner?'
And soldiers from many, many different countries taking part....
But, being British - show us a field and we'll always manage to scratch up a cricket game.........'huzzah, my lord!!'
I can't wait - three days in Morimondo and one day in Milan........not bad for my first trip to Italy....
And speaking of My Lord Hungerford, we have yet to hear from His Importance on Naomi's Question....
For me it is a very simple thing.
Though I was born into the twentieth century I have never fitted into the role that modern society has seen fit to place me. I am constantly baffled by modern society and it's need to quantify and qualify. To cope, as I imagine most people do, I hide myself in a shell of conformity. Re-enactment provides me with a safe environment amongst the friends I care about; in which to be myself. When I step into character at whatever level I get the chance to explore another facet of my being; something that is good for the soul.
What else has it given me?
A vast array of obscure knowledge, comradeship, self esteem; and maybe I'm a little bit more tolerant of other people.
Thank you Gary, aka Lord Thomas Hungerford.
cq
photos taken from the Company of Chivalry gallery from the last couple of years.



Then I turned to photograph where I had walked - which gives a nice idea of my locale....
(we live about two miles to the left of the photo!)

Then I reached the halfway point and turned down the footpath through the fields that would lead back to my home......
to do this:


If you look carefully, you can see the striations where the bowstring bounced off my arm.....does it hurt? Oh yessssss.........





