A Day In The Life... Of A 10-Year-Old In Roman Britain

To think how Roman fellas stood here over 1800 years ago... Just imagine that, Erik This is where I live. It's a big posh Roman villa. Because my dad's got a big posh Roman job. He's a tax collector! And it must be a really popular job because people are always waving at him. And this is my pet, Quackus Maximus. All my friends have pets. Some have dogs cats geese and even monkeys! But everyone knows that dogs are man's best friend. Salad for breakfast, Quackus? This villa is brand new! It's got all the leisures here. You've got baths hot water glass central heating and more things We've also got a schoolroom where I study with my own personal tutor Unfortunately I don't really like being the only one in the class. Homework? Sorry, sir. The duck ate it! Quack! I've got to be on my best behaviour today because dad's big boss is coming to dinner! Him! Various Lupus! He's the Governor! Just look at all this amazing food we're having in his honour! There are mice stuffed with pine corn nuts old pig's udders snails fattened on milk peacock's brains and flamingo's tongues roast hare with bird's wings stuck on to look like a flying horse Lucky we also have a flushing toilet! Excuse me... Dad says I've got to wear my toga for dinner tonight This could take a while! Erik! The Governor's arriving! Ready! Come on in. Thank you. Oh, no! Erik! Where is that son of mine? Good job that Romans had central heating...