Kind of amazing to consider that a pound was used as a measure of money in the early 15th century, similar to the same as it is today in the British Islands. More interesting is the value comparatively speaking of a 15th century pound to one of the last few years, specifically 1999. Let me back up a bit first though and then move forward.
First my apologies for not getting something of this nature out sooner to everyone. I thought I had indicated for a few of these go on the web, but perhaps not. Anyway, I owe out about ten, maybe more like fifteen emails and I will be getting on that as soon as I finish this list (getting my thoughts coherent in this list helps me proceed). It is a calendar in process by the way, so it has my notes about things included and is in no way official until published in official media as required by the SCA rules and regulations. And for those wondering about my hide away location since Gulf Wars (and to a large extent even leading up to that), well I am getting married this Saturday and have been busy. It takes some amount of time going back and forth to a 3rd world former Soviet Republic and importing a woman who will put up with me and all my craziness – oh, I am supposed to believe Kansas City is not part of the former Soviet bloc… Anyway, check the Midrealm Equestrian Page for more updates soon!
My apologies for not getting back to this theme of covering the events at the recent Gulf Wars XIX sooner. Life has indeed been busy. Anyway, my first full day on site was a busy one and entailed more work than anything else. Most of it is really not all that exciting, but it does merit mention here. It gives a good insight to the level of commitment involved in having horses on site at an event like this while so many other things are happening as well.
We quickly interrupt the ongoing series where I am summing up my Gulf Wars experience and reporting on it for a brief bit of medieval eccentric humor courtesy of the grand group called the Society of Creative Anachronism. For those curious, I got this bit from Malcom Mor on Facebook. Not sure if it is original or something he found, but it is darn funny… I can not help but think of the squires I know and have a good chuckle about it, until I realize one day I may be one of those too.
Sunday March 14, 2010 I awoke nice and early, somewhere between 4:30 and 5:00a.m. It was an easy awake given my excitement level for heading south to the event known as Gulf Wars. I call the day Zero Day coming from both my background in IT (related to patches) and even more especially the Zero Hour DC comic universe series. Bottom line is the time at which all projects have to be finished that are going to be, truck loaded, horses booted and in the trailer, and a VERY LONG drive.
