Roman Wall Blues

[shewhomust]

Over the heather the wet wind blows,
I've lice in my tunic and a cold in my nose.

The rain comes pattering out of the sky,
I'm a Wall soldier, I don't know why.

Except that in our case the wind was not wet, but icy, and it was hail that came clattering out of the sky - and later snow, which settled in a thin scattering. In between we had patches of brilliant sunshine, and up at Cawfields Quarry, thunder and lightning.

GirlBear had never seen the Wall - and while BoyBear must have been there as a child, all he could remember was someone saying "Look, there's the Wall!", so he looked out of the car window, saw a dry stone wall and wondered what the fuss was about. They needed to visit the Wall, and Friday morning in Durham was sunny and springlike. We couldn't have anticipated that it would perform so magnificently. Altogether a grand day out.

Comments

[weegoddess.livejournal.com]

::squees for the Wall::

::misses the North, even with the hail and the wind::

[shewhomust.livejournal.com]

And the North misses you right back! (I showed the Bears the Harry Potter wall in the cloisters, and told them it was you who pointed it out. And then we went to the Almshouses...)

[gillpolack.livejournal.com]

Your Great Task in life is to arrange Wall visits... (mine had the added bonus of a cat, so I was privileged)

[shewhomust.livejournal.com]

It is a noble task, and I accept it gladly. But the cat, alas, has deserted us.

[gillpolack.livejournal.com]

I was fortunate to meet it, then. It was a very nice cat.