The Greatest Ludus P5

Nepos arrived back to his villa just before the sun had reached its peak. The heat was slowly baking the earth into what felt like rock, and he was starting to sweat. His discomfort however, stemmed from the conversation he was about to have. He had wanted to tell Paulus exactly where to put his […]

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The Greatest Ludus P4

Titus Norbanus Nepos had held his suspicions that he might lose his most formidable warrior, but had quietly hoped the businessman Marcus Octavius Paulus would have a different arrangement in mind. To have his fears realised was not a surprise but it was a body blow. Nimr was more than just another gladiator. “Nimr…” He […]

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The Greatest Ludus P3

The hooded figure made their way down one of Rome’s many back alleys, past small market stalls, beggars and miscreants, all of whom tried to speak to them, or thrust their hands out, desperate for the smallest crumb or coin. The figure bustled past without so much as a second glance- they had far more […]

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The Greatest Ludus P2

“You stupid fuck!” Roared the giant of a man clad in light leather armour. As he shouted he slammed his wooden sword into another man’s ribcage, and for good measure drove his fist into his jaw. The other man fell upon the ground, groaning in pain. They were but two of several pairs of men […]

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The Greatest Ludus P1

Titus Norbanus Nepos awoke before his wife, and spent a few minutes watching her sleep. She always slept closer to the portal, so she could take advantage of the cool breezes that took the edge off the hot Rome sun. That sun was now rising, and as it did the light grazed her auburn hair […]

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Art and Cooking

Should that be the art of cooking, or maybe the cooking of art? No, not that last one. That might be seen as bad (and it won’t taste pleasant). I’ve been continuing to doodle, and during this lockdown I’ve dabbled at cookery too. Admittedly the chief extent of my cooking has been to chuck random […]

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When Gatekeepers turn Nasty

Well, perhaps I should say nastier. Some observations have yielded a spot of misogynistic body-shaming, namely by attacking the weight of DSC character Sylvia Tilly (and therefore by extension, the actress who plays her, Mary Wiseman). Firstly, I’m not sure by what yardstick they can describe her as ‘fat’, unless that yardstick is based on […]

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