In Which Swashes are Buckled

The Spawn did the fencing thing last night, and appears to have enjoyed herself:

Em in fencing mask

Em with fencing friend

Afterwards, some of them went and hung out at the student union, and the Spawn reports folks were pretty simpatico.  Clearly her next step is to become a heavy metal vocalist — she’s even about the same height!

And so here’s a wake-up call for this morning from her brother of the blade. I’m off to teach Paradise Lost. Enjoy your day!

About profmondo

Dad, husband, mostly free individual, medievalist, writer, and drummer. "Gladly wolde he lerne and gladly teche."
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