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Azincourt 2008
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My fingers have beer guts. What? We’re live? Oh hello, and welcome to Blood on Sunday!! Today’s offering is from a Sir Richard de Vere (aka Mr Grant Fettis) from Hedingham who was fatally injured on the field of battle at Azincourt. What? Not fatally... erm, OK, significantly maimed on the field of Azincourt... can’t say that either huh? OK, nastily damaged? Quite badly boffed? A little bit pricked? Received a scratch? No, no, no. What we do, and what WE AGREE to do, is a little dangerous. And sometime things like this happen. This is Grant’s blood spilt so magnificently on the fields of Azincourt, adding to a most wonderful stock that already resides there. I am quite jealous. Eight stitches (four internal, and four external) later he was chatting to the inflictor of the wounds (a new title maybe?!). THAT is battle re-enactment; shit happens and we get on with it. Grant, we salute you (and your new nose).
I AM SO GREAT! I AM SO GREAT!! LOOK AT ME! LOOK AT ME! I AM SO GREAT!! Hahahaha! Of course, I am the best of everything and everyone! Mightier than Alexander, more bootilicious than Pitt, smarter than Hawking: look upon my works and despair for am I not truly the King of Kings!!! Did you really think I would get down you pitiful insects!?! I am the greatest and the greater good of everything and everyone. I. Am. A. God.
Hehehehe. Or maybe I am just a little drunk?
Ahhhhh, Stacie and “Little” James. The nickname has nothing to do with his height. Ahem. What! He is over 16!! I am allowed now!! Plus he said I looked like Homer!!! (he has a point though! –Ed.) Ed again!! Who the hell are you, devilish fiend?!!?! (yeah, not gonna tell you git! –Ed.) Wanker!!!!
Erm. Art. Why is this here again? It is Uta’s lovely oil lamp but really, does it need to be in this gallery? I don’t know! I may resign, although first I think I better go to bed!!
Yes, yes, yes, I realise this is from 2007 but we like these Austrian guys so I think they deserve to have their picture here! Of course, there were a few more there this year and I had the honour of being in charge of them!! Oh lovely, lovely!! They are very good to hide behind!!
The end. Go to bed you fool!
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