Puns

I thought of a cool pun the other day.
The thought process goes like this: In Old English, cnict means boy. It's where we get our modern knight. I like knights. But cnict sounds like knit, and I like knitting. I could be a cnictter.
See the cnittion?

More wordplay: sumus, which is the first plural of the to be verb, is a palindrome.

I had a lot of time on my hands.

The Eagle of the Ninth by Rosemary Sutcliff

Fifteen years ago, the Ninth Legion of the Roman Empire marched past Hadrian's Wall and disappeared. Marcus's father was the Legion's Centurion. Marcus, discharged from the army by a wound, finds himself wondering more and more what happened to the Legion. He and a friend journey to the north to find the Legion, Marcus's father, and the eagle of the Ninth.

Good. I always enjoy stories with Celts, and this was particularly well done. Sutcliff must have researched incredibly hard for all the details. But I wondered how Esta felt about taking the eagle from the tribes. I mean, it was their battle emblem that gave them the courage to go fight the Romans. As a Celt, wouldn't Esta have wanted to let it stay there so that his people would win?

Sorry it's been so long.