It was a beautiful sunny day in England today and I decided to spend some time doing some outside research. So I went to hang out with my favourite king. The once and future king: Arthur.
Only, I don't think he's there anymore. So where is he? These signs were spectacularly uninformative and no one seemed to know! Am feeling unaccountably depressed by this. Where are Arthur and Guinevere now?
I blame Cromwell and I blame the Government. It's just not cool... Where are the bones of our most illustrious king? If you know, tell me!
On the other hand, Glastonbury looked beautiful today. The Tor made for a stunning back drop and I loved that the tomb stood between these pillars, which were in every way reminiscent to me of the Gateway of the Kings from Lord of the Rings, so I enjoyed that. It's definitely worth a visit, even without Arthur.