A bridge to cross over gas (?) pipelines:
What you don't expect to see among whatever kinds of pipes those are right beside a major road:
And on the other side of the road. No matter where you are, you always want to look pretty and be well fed:
Sometimes you'd never know it, though! And as for phone signals, oy!
Now here is a little niche business:
But apparently plenty of customers:
At Pembroke Castle you can see how much fun war was in the goode olde days:
But they had their raucous dinner parties, too, where they did partake of much venison and rabbit, and were entertained by a musician, as you can see:
This is what you must know about their dinners. The fork was not yet in use, so food was picked up between the thumb and some other finger (which finger, was not disclosed) or with a knife. The meat was carved by a.......did you guess carver? Well, then you were correct! Bread was baked by a panter. Too bad we have lost the use of that word. Anyway, apparently, the bottom of loaves burned whilst baking, so the best part of the bread, which the nobility did eat, was the upper crust, and it is from that that we get the expression, the upper crust.
Toothpicks were in use and any other means of removing particle of food from between the teeth was considered rude. (I am a little bit suspicious of some of these mannerly customs since in those goode olde days they used to wipe their mouths with their sleeves and urinate in the dining area.)
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