St. Gildas Boffer Champinion

Today the College of St. Gildas the Wise (also known as the University of Tasmania's Medieval and Renaissance Society) hosted a lunch-time boffer tournament. Since I happened to be working at uni today, and the tournament was held on the lawn right outside of the building housing my office, I brought along a costume, and wandered down for it.

It proved to be a delightful diversion. Our beloved Seneschal and Treasurer did a fabulous job of organizing the gathering and actually convincing students to attend. They provided us a selection of cheese, crackers, sausage & biscuits (what Americans call "cookies"), and caused an impressive array of boffer weapons (and shields!) to be there for our amusement.

There were five us there in our own costumes, and at least a half a dozen others there for the full time, some of whom borrowed costumes (it was advertised as "garb optional"), and a few others who stopped by briefly on the way to or from their classes. I think there were six of us competing in the tournament. I managed to kill the boys I faced, but our beloved Treasurer hacked me to bits when I faced her the first time. However, when we met again in the finals, I succeeded in defeating her, so they declared me the Champion of St. Gildas.

All and all a fun break from staring down a microscope and tracking down my advisor to discuss calculations and their implications. What a joy that the current St. Gildas officers are causing things to happen at Uni!

St. Gildas Boffer Champinion

Today the College of St. Gildas the Wise (also known as the University of Tasmania's Medieval and Renaissance Society) hosted a lunch-time boffer tournament. Since I happened to be working at uni today, and the tournament was held on the lawn right outside of the building housing my office, I brought along a costume, and wandered down for it.

It proved to be a delightful diversion. Our beloved Seneschal and Treasurer did a fabulous job of organizing the gathering and actually convincing students to attend. They provided us a selection of cheese, crackers, sausage & biscuits (what Americans call "cookies"), and caused an impressive array of boffer weapons (and shields!) to be there for our amusement.

There were five us there in our own costumes, and at least a half a dozen others there for the full time, some of whom borrowed costumes (it was advertised as "garb optional"), and a few others who stopped by briefly on the way to or from their classes. I think there were six of us competing in the tournament. I managed to kill the boys I faced, but our beloved Treasurer hacked me to bits when I faced her the first time. However, when we met again in the finals, I succeeded in defeating her, so they declared me the Champion of St. Gildas.

All and all a fun break from staring down a microscope and tracking down my advisor to discuss calculations and their implications. What a joy that the current St. Gildas officers are causing things to happen at Uni!