NGL, I'm kinda fascinated by that person going, "but the middle ages were devoid of art, they only knew misery". Like, do they think that as soon as the Roman Empire Fell (whenever you want to classify that), everyone below the aristocracy just went, "welp, that's it, lads, we gotta hang up our hat for a thousand or so years." No art! No carvings! No boy ever carved a pretty spoon for his sweetheart, no shepherd girl ever braided a pretty collar for her dog, no father ever made his baby giggle with a whistle, no farm-wife ever decided to make her mother-in-law's pie look nice, there were absolutely no village plays (a shock to everyone surnamed Death because their ancestors played Death in those plays...) no village church was ever loving crafted and painted, no one made ribbons, or painted their walls with local ochre paints, or made decorated chests that were family heirlooms, no one ever dyed their clothes anything other than BROWN AND DARK AND GRITTY. Until colour was re-invented after the Battle of Bosworth and everyone remembered that they could do pottery and make textiles and sing again. Everyone. Across the entirety of Europe. Because this is how people work. Yes.

my mum has been nagging me to get into tennis ... is it worth it (pitch it to me !!!!)

no one has ever gone as hard as susan sarandon in enchanted (2007)