THE PUPPETS WERE NOT MY FAULT!!!
OK...Maybe the PRESENTATION involving SOME of the puppets were my....doing...but Sheepy over there...SHE is the one who MADE the things!
Ah..Village Faire...the SCA at its purest - NO business meetings, MUCH fun, far too many idle Peers with NOTHING BETTER TO DO than torture the Missing.
Picture it.
Mittens - A DUke, Knight, Don and dear friend.....reduced to a cowprint joke in a tabard.
Fabio - A Duke, Knight and dear friend - hidden in his Superhero guise, generally cliueless expression intact.
Others bit it as well; Her GRace Elspeth, the Baron Thallaabi, the Baron of An Crosaire...Count Yoan...the list goes on. Much giddy fun was had by all and there were ACTUALLY some NEWCOMERS in attendance.
Then, there was Marshmallow War, or, The Fued of Fluffy Goodness (tm)
At feast, the populace was "encouraged" (and by encouraged we mean HEAVILY ARMED BY THE staff and FORCED to stare at the ammo) to toss the marshmallows at the Royals and Barional Nobles as they processed into feast..
It MAY have gotten a bit of hand....Yours Truly was finding marshmallow bits everyhwere about Our person: inthe coronet, the hair, the bodice...the Drinking Mug, which brings us to...
The Great Linen Hem Disaster of AS 40!!!!
Yours Truly has a lovely green linen backlaced gown that looks very, very good on Us. It sways, it flows, it gives us the Illusion of a Waist......
And it also gives a home toANTS....the hem of this treasure was COATED in spent sugar ammo and was STICKING to itself....it is all better now, but now We have to re-hem the thing...
Ah well...it was truly lovely to get to participate in the kind of event one reminisces about for years - NO high drama, much Great Fun and dear friends who also shared in the delight.
Off to Panhandle....
Alysoun
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3 comments:
Pointe the Firste - AS XLI (41), you Wanker!
Pointe the Seconde - I accept the blame for the truly exquisite examples of portraiture which are the puppets. As I said before, most were pretty damn good. One or two didn't come out quite as hoped, but most were pretty scary.
Pointe the Thirde - I found a mostly melted marshmallow in my bra later that night and was relieved to have brought back-up as I had no desire to put the very sticky thing back on my body.
Pointe the Fourthe - There WAS a meeting, you just didn't attend. The Heralds met for the monthly ILoI. Some of us (names deleted for the sake of their dignity) even managed to turn THAT into an occaison for merriment and hilarity.
Otherwise - excellent update. Especially the part where Mittion gets reduced to a joke in a cow print tabbard. Don't forget the stories that were told about him at dinner either!
I hope to one day see said puppets!! I'm sorry I couldn't go!!
D., I can't see any but one puppet-picture in your blogspot. Whah.
ILoIs can be LOTS of fun. :D
And is 'Fabio' a particularly tall person whose clueless and humourless household still owe me an apology for dragging me out of bed one night to make clueless and humourless demands?
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