Episode 2.09 of the Tudors is killing me slightly.

What can the harvest hope for, if not for the care of the Reaper Man?

Currently wasting my time studying Film and TV Production in London and preparing for life in a box on the side of the M1. Maybe the A1 if I'm really lucky.

I like doughnuts, medieval weapons and boom poles and in my spare time I AM VENGEANCE, I AM THE NIGHT.

Though sadly I am not Batman. Yet.