"Well, I didn't. Anyway, my brother'd go mental if he thought I ate a seal." George grew out of the self-important vegan stage before puberty, thankfully, but Martha's pretty sure he could find some condescension in his heart for the idea of eating an endangered animal.
"Brigantes," she repeats. Martha isn't entirely sure the extent to which tribes were a part of England; she wonders vaguely if perhaps there are people who still keep to them. Neo-pagans, maybe, she supposes. "Nottingham's in the midlands. North of London, but not really north. And India never really belonged to the Romans, I don't think. I don't know if they knew about India in your time. Maybe for spices, they did."
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Date: 2012-06-24 07:25 pm (UTC)"Brigantes," she repeats. Martha isn't entirely sure the extent to which tribes were a part of England; she wonders vaguely if perhaps there are people who still keep to them. Neo-pagans, maybe, she supposes. "Nottingham's in the midlands. North of London, but not really north. And India never really belonged to the Romans, I don't think. I don't know if they knew about India in your time. Maybe for spices, they did."