2016. Well that happened. 

2016. Well that happened. 

Ten or so months into my HEMA journey is a drop in the ocean compared to many of the practitioners I admire, and yet it feels like much longer as it’s quickly become such a big part of my life. I’ve always been the type of person to dive headfirst into a hobby, then quickly get bored and move full-throttle into something else. Even to my own surprise, not this time.
 For a well thought out article about the impact HEMA has had on someone’s life – self image, general fitness, mental health – I’d recommend reading “I fight like a girl? Tell it to my sword” written by a fellow female HEMA practitioner. My experiences are very similar to hers, and the idea of becoming a better fencer motivates me as much as the sheer fun of spending my Sunday evenings with swords. 2016 hasn’t been the best year, but looking back it hasn’t been as terrible as I thought it was at the time. I’ve made some great friends, had some great experiences, and actually made some pretty good decisions – most notably recognising the deterioration of my mental health at the beginning of the year and taking time away from university to get myself back on track. And, y’know, taking up sword fighting. 

I’ve done paid work in the field I hope to go into after graduation. I’ve travelled to and taken part in events for both HEMA and Steampunk and had a great time in both communities, and I’ve got plans to do even more in 2017. The year ahead is going to be full of changes and looks pretty daunting, but hey, I’ve got a sword. Bring it on. 

My new baby

 

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Splendid and Faintly Ridiculous

Splendid and Faintly Ridiculous

A Splendid Day Out October: Smaller But Perfectly Formed was pretty much exactly what it said on the tin. Although, of course, it was a Splendid weekend rather than just a day. University timetables meant that I didn’t manage to make the Friday evening event and screening of the BBC feature in June’s event, but Saturday and Sunday were full on and full of lovely people and lovely things. And a phrase I never thought I’d say once, let alone multiple times over the course of a weekend: ‘oh no, I’m stuck to my sugar tongs!’

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Nerds With Swords (and bows) vs Beer and the Zombie Apocalypse 

Nerds With Swords (and bows) vs Beer and the Zombie Apocalypse 

I’m starting writing this with a cup of tea on the veranda of Newham Cricket Club listening to Queen, which is a good situation to give the feel of how this bank holiday weekend’s been; especially when you factor in the fact that it’s just started raining and if I look up there’s two zombie targets fifty or so metres away.

And now I’ve finished that sentence the sun has come out again.

Nerds With Swords was literally just that – a bunch of like-minded people getting together to chill in a field, drink beer and prepare for the zombie apocalypse. Continue reading “Nerds With Swords (and bows) vs Beer and the Zombie Apocalypse “