I tell you being a Roman Governor is a hard job. After months of trying to organise this province, raising taxes building towns and roads here I am in Wales fighting against more savages.

This lot have been stirred up by the Druids. I am not letting them get away with that and I have told my soldiers to give them no mercy. Nobody resists me for very long.

Things should be fine back in the province, although I hear that the old king of the Iceni is dead. He was all right, for a Celt, kept the peace and gave us no trouble. I do not think his widow will be a problem.