I've told you a little about Hardwick Hall before, so I won't repeat myself, but I did think you might like to see some pictures from a recent Elizabethan weekend there.
With extra special thanks to my husband for taking most of these pictures!
Stalls included the barber-surgeon, who had a pet leech and talked at length about some of the more grusome aspects of Elizabethan life:
Minstrels, playing some rather droning music:
A lady making braids for belts:
A bow-maker, busy fletching (is that a verb?):
Someone cooking over an open fire:
And even a tavern: