After avoiding getting signed up at Chiltern Open Air Museum
as dogs of war on Saturday, we returned for a Sunday morning stroll ...
The Madwoman was convinced that the redcoats wore
red coats so the blood didn't show, but this turned out to be a myth.
Apparently it is all down to Cromwell, who wanted to fit out his New Model Army in matching
uniforms to make them more ... well, uniform. And red was the cheapest
That told old Smarty-Pants- Know-it-all Madwoman, and
with our heads now stuffed full of knowledge we strolled on ...
We got pamphleteered by the Green Pimpernel, a new breed of
British superhero fighting for Truth, Justice, Equality, but not, apparently, Fraternity.
Then we watched a poacher getting apprehended - you can watch the video of it over
on the Museum's Facebook page if you fancy a bit of gratuitous violence ...
(no wippitts were hurt during the filming)
On our way down to the woods we spotted something odd in the
Toll House's back garden ... we were fascinated ...
This is what it turned out to be.
Must be having trouble with keeping the pigeons out.
We have the same problem at home.
Finally, out in the woods, someone has been
spring-cleaning. And has kindly painted our pee-posts ...
what do you reckon to this shade of blue?