We sallied forth to Medieval Times this evening, and were duly apportioned to quaff our meals whilst championing the blue knight (Don Alberto del Mau).
Later in the evening, he was hit with a sword to the gut. Yowch. This must have hurt less than his overly expressive body language suggested, since a mere 10 minutes later, he was up on his horse again and waving his blue flag.
V. took photos of the fracas.
This post's theme word: mortmain, "the often stifling influence of the past on the present and the living," or "the perpetual ownership of property by institutions such as churches."
1 comment:
did you enjoy your flagon of pepsi?
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