Sunday, October 18, 2009


Having failed to bring a rolling pin, my wife utilizes her resources


Next Saturday, it was time for the Palin's first annual medieval family festival (I love those "first annuals" ... been to a lot of those in my time. If I ever went to a "first annual" that I hope truly becomes an "annual", this it'd be it). 

Jeff shows off his I-Knight the little known renaissance predecessor to the I-Phone maintained in secret from the monks of Mac a little known country in the corner of Europe


Portrait 1

Portrait 2

Definitely worth being called Portrait 3

A motley crew

Our Royal Host

Once there was a man who was sent to the stocks

He was deprived of bread and even cheap meat from an ox

Rotten tomatoes stained his long dark hair

Enough! Said he. For freedom I will tear.

But escape, he could not, and thus slipped into despair. ... The end (you know, there is definitely a reason I haven't been selected as #1 Children's Story Book author of the year)

A drink that has zing to it!

Only a man drinks a brew like that


The highlight of the day, for many, the pillow log

Sitting was far too tame. To stand! That's the way to an audience command.

A friar watches the action

With my wife watching, I felt strength coursing through my veins ... I was on fire, VICTORY OR DEATH!

Well, death in my case. Although, Jeff was the ONLY person I couldn't ultimately beat consistently. I guess it's a good thing to have such a noble father-in-law.

She's going! 

The split second where time stands amidst the shouts of the crowds, and the contestant stands frozen able almost to recover. Then, with a rush, they are down.

Challenging the queen!


Come lass, is that all you've got?

This is gonna be good!

My jaw dislocated, I realize my career as an orator was probably unlikely anyway.

Swings! Renaissance dresses! There must be photo op somewhere.

Motion! That's what I love about swings. The music of motion.


Hmm ...

Nope! Tire swings are NOT made for pregnant women

"Come hither! come hither! my little daughter,
And do not tremble so;
For I can weather the roughest gale
That ever wind did blow." 
Wreck of the Hesperus - Longfellow

Swing lass! Higher ever higher.

The signal is called for the races! (note, that chain mail was HAND MADE from COAT HANGERS!) 

The junior division!

Not so junior division

Because I just can't do a post with out the blonde haired princess

Our hosts lead us in a period circle dance. 

Playing Medieval Jeopardy - "I'll take .. ah ... Bubonic Plague for 500 points"
Thanks Rick and Sharon for a great day!


Debra said...

We'd love to see a link with more details on the handmade chain mail from coat hangers? (my son would)

Thanks for keeping up with the blog as life allows. We always enjoy keeping up with you.

God bless your wife as she nears the end of her pregnancy.

Matthew Thomas said...

I like your story Michael!

Josiah E. said...

Great post Michael! It looks like you had quite the blast from the past going on there!

The Royal Host picture is just great! I love pictures like this one where there are no modern elements to distract from the period feeling.

I like Amanda's tastes in when it comes to Prince Charming! ;)