During my time as a guide at a Viking museum, it has previously come to light that I am both a superhero and Robin Hood. Last Friday it was also revealed to me that I am a king. I am walking - dressed in Viking clothing - on one of the paths in the museum area, in something of a hurry, and walk past a family with a little girl. Upon being seen by the little girl she starts shouting: "Look, it's a king. Look at the king, Mom! Look at the king!"
There seems to be one of these incidents every year - I wandoer what I'll be enxt year?