we had a jolly good time despite the tedious presence of buttons hippo and brother bruno: the first with endless historical anecdotes of doubtful veracity, the later shamelessly freeloading as hippolyta's spiritual adviser, aka official gooseberry!
still we managed to give them the slip and explored the ruins...
we spent ages gazing up at the space where a roof once was...
played hide-and-seek in the knot-garden (which is a garden even though it sounds as if it's not)...
and, in the evenings, we had some highly competitive tiddly-winks tournaments with the aforementioned bh and bb – both of whom cheated shamelessly!
there were times, however, when I rather wondered what was going through hippolyta's mind...
...especially since brother bruno kept humming a tune by (i think) Mendelssohn......
