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4th July 1190

I’ve just received a chain mail from Cousin Basil.

MICROHARD CHAIN MAIL MESSAGE

From	Basil Count de Money (bas@crusade.net)
Date	4 July 1190, 10.10am
To	len.dusomoney@huntingdon.com
Subject:	Crusade

We’re finally off!

Richard and Philip Augustus met up at the Abbey of Vezelay (near Paris). We all said a few prayers and now we’ve begun the trip. We’re marching to Marseille to meet the English fleet. The French are off to Genoa, and then we’ll all meet up at Messina in Sicily. After that, it’s on to the Holy Land to see if “Salad-is-in” (one of Richard’s jokes – everyone had to laugh or else).

Mind you, it’s not all good news. I’m afraid your boss, old Earl David, won’t be coming with us. He hadn’t been on a horse for so long that when he tried to mount up today, he fell straight off the other side and broke his neck. You’d better tell that silly ass Robert to get his armour polished and come out to join us.

Yours, as ready as a fox outside a henhouse,

Basil

I showed Basil’s news to Robert.

“Oh, poor old chap!” he said.

I pointed out that now that his uncle was dead, he was the Earl of Huntingdon. (I suppose that makes Marian the Earl’s Girl.)

He said, “Oh crikey, I suppose I am. That means I can go on the Crusade. Whoopee!”

I tried to talk Earl Robert out of going with the Crusade. I said that if he turned his back for a minute, the Sheriff would steal his lands and all the peasants would suffer. Earl Robert said he was sorry, but a chap had to do what a chap had to do, don’tcherknow.

“Anyway,” Robert went on, “it was my uncle who gave you your bally job, and now he’s dead, you’re working for me. So if I say I’m going on the Crusade, I’m bally well going on the Crusade. And if you don’t stop moaning, I’ll find someone else to look after my estates. So there!”

I shut up.

So now my new boss is off somewhere practising sword strokes, shouting things like, “Have at you, Saracen scum”, and Marian’s locked herself in her room to have a jolly good cry.