Now that the sweet showers of April have pierced the drought of March to the root, the west wind has given life to tender shoots, and the stripling sun has run his half course in Aries the Ram, ’tis time for knights to ride out in love of chivalry, truth and honour, freedom and…
It’s been a while since I bought any Lego gear, but on Saturday I found a box in the Lego City series that would supply Sir Richard’s men with two shovels and Sir Richard with two bars of gold. It would also give me four more minifigs to press into service whenever necessary, and…
A gentle Knight was pricking on the plaine, Ycladd in mightie armes and silver shielde, Wherein old dints of deepe wounds did remaine, The cruel markes of many’a bloudy fielde; Yet armes till that time did he never wield: His angry steede did chide his foming bitt, As much disdayning to the curbe to yield:…