Sharp-eyed readers who’ve already downloaded my new Roman mystery The Loyal Centurion will have spotted that in a burst of authorial malevolence I’ve sent Quintus and Tiro to York and on to Scotland in midwinter. Of course they aren’t wearing little leather skirts, open sandals and bare hairy legs. By the third century, soldiers stationed in the further provinces of the empire would have worn clothing better suited to northern climates.
Too early a period for the chaps (and maybe the ladies) to be sporting breeks?
This is fascinating stuff Jacquie and huge congrats on publication.