Why not? We could go all ancient Norfolk and tribal, well pre-Roman at the very least. What could possibly be better?
Friday was a lovely warm day so why not run around the front garden clad only loin cloths and beads painted Norfolk Bog Door Blue waving sharp knives and spears and drinking intoxicating beverages. In the end we agreed on a compromise, the boss decided it was too early for intoxicating beverages.
The home they have put us in is really comfy but the music is awful. The chairs are easy wipe vinyl so they can clean off the woad and spilt food and now, after our soup, we're feeling comfortably numb.
All this because I said I saw a London bus and two German World War II bombers on the dark side of the moon during the eclipse. Nor did they appreciate the fact that we thought their pretty blue lights were Norfolk Bog Door Blue either.
What an over-reaction to a bit of simple West Norfolk fun.