Castle News

18-10-2009

Needless to say it was a very hushed day in the castle and its surrounds. Sir Trevor and Lady Cheryl had retired to their boudoir after half past two, a mere two and a half hours before cocks crow.

It had though been worth it they agreed, as they dragged themselves from the canopied bed. A severe case of the giggles racked our Lady as she suddenly remembered Their friend Lord Graham, a larger than life character, attaching a small bottle top shaped like a sombrero, to the top top of his balding pate, and trying to balance it there. He liked to perceive himself as a modern Sir Lancelot who enjoyed having a bevy of lovely ladies around him . He was a minstrel whose expertise was on the drums. He was as a brother to Sir Trevor and the two shared many a likeness.

Standing next to him had been Sir Robert the Scot, small in stature he could still croon a merry melody, and was a master on the pianoforte. He was as short as Lord Graham was tall and the difference was marked with his head not even reaching Lord Graham's shoulder. He and Lady Angelique, Lady Cheryl's daughter, were a couple. She was much younger than Sir Robert and a prize indeed. She was so fair to behold and many a Knight had asked for her token.

The much married couple of Sir Richard the Black and his wife the Lady Wendeline , also stayed longer than intended. He was a minstrel of longstanding and had played with a troupe who called themselves Late Final. They had initiated many customs still enjoyed in the Kingdom, the most famous of these being "Suip (drink) the Cape in Shape". The tradition was for everyone in attendance on hearing these words to lift their goblets and down the contents in one go when the word "Suiping" (drinking) were bellowed across a room.

Yes it had been a remarkable evening, and if truth be told a little throbbing of the temples was a cheap price to pay after such entertainment and the lasting memories they had gained.