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Nope still here. I just did a post about being an archer at the glorious battle of Agincourt (promote the victories and ignore the defeats) and though I no longer have my 6 ft 6in Longbow made out the finest Yew I do have this modern recurve bow similar to the one I used in the Roman imperial archers when I had a summer job guarding Hadrian's wall from my people, well I was more like a doorman than a guard, I'd hand out travel leaflets to Scottish raiding parties heading south, "Darlington is lovely this time of the year great B&Bs super value."
I can't use my bow at the moment as I had this target range set up in my back garden but a few arrows got loose the legend of the Apache serial killer of Killamory was born, you may remember all that from 2005 thankgod Tom Cruise jumped up and doon on Oprah's sofa and thus distracted the media.
Beside my bow is the sword Joyeuse. I knocked 7 shades of shite out of Charlemagne the great for that one. I looked at him lying there bleeding , crying ,cursing me for the Pagan Dane I was (I went through a pagan phase) and I said, "you aren't so great now lad." He was a Franconian and you know what that lot are like, call them German and they flip, like the Catalonians not being Spanish and the Ulster/Scots not being Irish, we have the Queen on our money and I don't mean Freddie Mercury.
Nope still here. I just did a post about being an archer at the glorious battle of Agincourt (promote the victories and ignore the defeats) and though I no longer have my 6 ft 6in Longbow made out the finest Yew I do have this modern recurve bow similar to the one I used in the Roman imperial archers when I had a summer job guarding Hadrian's wall from my people, well I was more like a doorman than a guard, I'd hand out travel leaflets to Scottish raiding parties heading south, "Darlington is lovely this time of the year great B&Bs super value."
I can't use my bow at the moment as I had this target range set up in my back garden but a few arrows got loose the legend of the Apache serial killer of Killamory was born, you may remember all that from 2005 thankgod Tom Cruise jumped up and doon on Oprah's sofa and thus distracted the media.
Beside my bow is the sword Joyeuse. I knocked 7 shades of shite out of Charlemagne the great for that one. I looked at him lying there bleeding , crying ,cursing me for the Pagan Dane I was (I went through a pagan phase) and I said, "you aren't so great now lad." He was a Franconian and you know what that lot are like, call them German and they flip, like the Catalonians not being Spanish and the Ulster/Scots not being Irish, we have the Queen on our money and I don't mean Freddie Mercury.
A few years after losing his sword Charlemagne died aged 72 a broken swordless man tormented with flashbacks about a skilled cap headed warrior.
I'd love to stay and chew the fat about my exploits and conquests "WOOF" but many of those weemen are still alive and full of vengeance and there are still Nazis looking for their gold and Leprechauns wanting their lucky charms back so I have to be careful what I say and anyway I'd hate to offend anyone.
