Well, that’s our festival season over for another year, and it’s time for us to take a little break to recover.
Indeed, some of us need some time to heal our wounds after the rather over-enthusiastic final dance at Priston Festival last weekend left Squire Martin without an epidermal layer on the knuckles of his left hand. But did he complain? Did he whinge? Did he even flinch?
You bet he did. Wimp.
Anyway, we’ll be taking a short break while our skin grows back, and then we’ll return with a vengeance.
You seem pretty keen to practice…?
Indeed we are, because we have Bath Time coming up at the end of next month, when we once again will be visited by some of our friends for a blood-soaked extravaganza of sword wielding fun.
Watch this space!