An Olde Time Sort of Day

The other day, we went back in time. It’s true. We went all the way back to medieval times in the Kingdom of Osgoode Village. We picked one of the hottest days of summer to do it, which was a tad unfortunate as everyone was hot and sweaty and guzzling down water, but it was still a lot of fun.

There were displays of cooking and herb craft, of spinning, and knitting.

Displays of archery, and dancing, and sword fighting. There was a handfasting. There was a knighting ceremony.

There were pickle vendors, and armour vendors, and clothing vendors, and even a working, full-scale, 2-story high trebuchet.


We tried our hands at miniature catapults.

B rode the knight’s horse, led around by a knight who I swear is the very image of Fabio, right down to his long blonde hair.

We put The Man We Call Dad in the stocks.

Towards the end of the day, we settled in to watch as the knights donned their armour and prepared for battle. That’s right — there was an honest-to-goodness jousting competition, and all I can say is Wow, was it ever impressive!

But in my opinion, the most spectacular moment of the whole day was when they took one of the pages and set him in the middle of the jousting field and placed an apple on his head.

Now, you might be thinking of archers and Robin Hood and similar types of shots of skill. You’d be thinking wrong. They didn’t shoot at the archer, you see. Oh no! They rode him down on horseback and whacked at the apple with their swords, striving to leave behind the thinnest possible slice.

All in all, it was a wonderful day of medieval fun.

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