The day got off to a bad start.
After walking the dog and returning to bed to poot for a while with a cup of tea, I thought that I’d better make a move so I went into the bathroom for a shave. I lathered my face and turned the hot tap on to rinse my blade … hmmm, it’s not getting hot, I thought. I topped up the pressure on the boiler but every attempt to get it going resulted in the burner lighting for a few seconds before going out again. Long time readers of this blog may remember the kerfuffle on Christmas Eve and this looked like the same problem, so after a fool hardy attempt to have a quick cold shower (never again!) I rang British Gas and they sorted it out within an hour. Hurrah and huzzah!
We were running late for the fencing fun day and just before we set off we got a phone call. Bad news – the church that we were planning to use was unavailable due to a mix up with the keys. Good news – we were all going to Kat, Rachel and Luisa’s house to play instead. Hurrah and huzzah again!
What a fantastic day it was too. In between a useful eight position parry drill with an offhand weapon to parry and some excellent free play, some whips made a mysterious appearance. Ranging from some marvelously supple small snakeskin whips up to some real monsters, we all got cracking. Rachel and Luisa even donned masks and jackets for a whip fight, before concluding that it was bloody painful and not to be attempted again without some more substantial protective clothing. Using a whip as an offhand weapon could be very interesting though – eat your leathery heart out Indiana Jones!
Luisa did sterling work on the barbecue and supplied everybody with burgers, sausages, roast veggies, beans and all manner of comestible goodies, and then a glass of some of Rachel’s rose apple wine to wash it down. Yum.
The day was rounded off nicely with a cigar by the fire pit before driving home to a glass of beer by the chiminea.
Bliss!
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