Mykr Sword

I am, according to my other half, a big softy at heart. So when we are going round the gift shop of Alnwick Castle and she starts playing enthusiastically with a cheaply manufactured wooden sword, it should come as no surprise that I would tell her to put it back as I could make her a much better one. It should come as even less of a surprise when she gets said homemade sword for Christmas months later, when she had forgotten about the whole thing: