Im ready for the laughing gas

At last...

A day of rest after five days of grinding at the heritage wheel.

Saturday and Sunday was a living history event, with no other than King Henry the Eighth visiting. Actually they were a really nice group and very professional. (They could give Lord Burgh's a run for their money...)

We sampled the food, (not quite as good as Lord B's) but still pretty yummy and authentic.

Shame their musician wasn't present- would have given it a bit more life. I was dying to play but had washing up duties. Managed to have a tinkle as they were all packing up though!

It wasn't the busiest weekend ever which is a shame as they were really good.

Spooky thing is, I've already met the organiser. We met at Framlingham, three years ago. I asked him out of the blue where he got his kit from as I was a punter-on my last holiday with my six month gone pregnant wifey...

That was a differant life, utterly.

Anyway, here is a picture of me and rick with some very well supported ladies of the age. We were having trouble focusing on the photographer at this point...