It's Battle Of Stratton day here today. It's a commemoration of the infamous battle of Stamford Hill, a notorious scrap between the Cavaliers and the Roundheads during the English Civil War. Basically, the format is, a bunch of men and women (who have little more in common than facial hair and membership of CAMRA) get all dressed up and shouty and shoot at nothing more threatening than a patch of weary daisies. But despite my cynicism, I'll admit, it is actually quite exciting, and quite the spectacle to behold. I did used to love it as a kid - all the firing cannons, lance charges and smoking muskets. It's so realistic that I even saw a soldier hurt his left thumb once. He went and got a plaster and some aspirin and was fine. No doubt just as he would have in 1643.
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