In the Theatre of Archaeology

WWL

The hill has burst its sutures
Throwing guts up in earth banks.
The surgeons in their stock-man coats
Have gathered round in ranks.
Discussing soil biopsies
In wide brimmed hats and beards.
“There’s little time to operate.
It’s much worse than we feared.”
The bones exposed are prone to rot.
There’s water in the bends.
They’d better set the dumpy up
Before the fog descends.

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6 responses to “In the Theatre of Archaeology

  • JahTeh

    Oh, TimeTeam how I miss thee and MiLord dishing the dirt on Mick’s sweater and Phil’s abbreviated shorts.

  • Jo

    Who was taking that piccie Brian? He looks like a wolf in Primarni clothing..Is it a piccy or a drawing? x

    • Brian Hughes

      It’s a photograph, Jo, of a woman called Laura doing a bit of archaeological surveying over at Stalmine. I took it, back in the day when I was site manager for Wyre Archaeology, but it’s had some extensive post-production courtesy of Photoshop on it. (I won’t tell Laura you called her a wolf in Primarni clothing, by the way.)

      • Jo

        Please don’t…. I didn’t mean it in a bad way.. lol x

      • Brian Hughes

        I’ve retired from archaeology. Haven’t seen Laura in years. Last time I heard from her she was supposed to be meeting us in Nateby but was heading in the opposite direction towards Lancaster Castle. Presumably they never let her back out.

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