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Date: 2019-12-02 22:55:48
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exactly the same over here on the Somerset levels!
how many Dutchmen does it take to drain a marsh?

(oh, and create 100s of km of dykes, ditches and sea defences?!)
Yes, exactly!
Part 2: I looked further into the Artis dig image that I thought was 400-500 metres to the west-south-west of the church.
That image - found in various Castor-related documents - is this one:
and turns out to be about 100 metres to the north-east, ie 180 degrees opposite to my interpretation and much closer.
This image is important because it is one of the few parts of the alleged large building that Artis excavated. Or claims to have excavated, given that Castor was being dug up for at least a century before Artis, according to earlier visitor William Stukeley.
But back to the image... It's room B on this plan presented by Stephen Upex in
The Praetorium of Edmund Artis - SG Upex (from the publications index page at
Publications | NVAT)
For orientation, the north east corner of the church is in the lower left. Note how Upex distinguishes between rooms Artis dug and rooms Artis 'indicated', ie inferred?
This matters because there are some signs that the claim: 'Castor hosts the second largest Roman villa in Britain' may itself sit on foundations more 'inferred' than 'dug'.
To be clear, there is a lot of 'Roman' under the church and under Castor. What is less clear is the evidence for a single enormous Praetorium.
To precis what would otherwise be a very long post, I will focus on a couple of documents. First, the retail understanding of Castor, which is captured in this image:
and which is apparently based on this plan:
That plan can be found in Figure 1h in
Five Parishes - Chapter 1: the Nene Valley in Prehistoric and Roman Times
Its caption there says:
"Plan of Castor village showing the remains of Roman buildings around the church. The structures A-H are those so lettered by Artis in ‘Durobrivae’. Foundations confirmed by modern excavation are outlined in solid black (after Mackreth 1995)"
But note that the structure that allegedly bridges from the two excavated sections appears not to have been excavated in modern times. You may remember that I posted a plan image in an earlier post that also shows the 'excavated' central section in solid black.
It was Artis who proposed that the various rooms he excavated - or in some cases may even have encountered above ground - were once a single building.
Let's have a look at how his notion has withstood the rigours of achaeological investigation. 'Mackreth 1995' above refers to Donald Mackreth's review of the evidence published as
'Durobrivae: A Review of Nene Valley Archaeology, Volume 9, Page 22. It's only a four-page read, but for those short of time, let's highlight the language and the deductive process used. Mackreth steps in to review a problem: apparently some people thought Artis was blowing it out of his ass:
"It was only as the result of renewed investigation by JP Wild that Artis' original idea that all these elements belong to a single great house was re-established."
Just to help people read Mackreth with lawyer-like care, Mackreth is saying the
idea was re-established. He is not saying the
fact was re-established. When he talks about facts, he is explicit about facts. For example:
"The fact that the modern village prevents any concerted investigation beyond a few very small areas is a major obstacle to a good understanding of the complex."
or he makes clear that he is limiting the discussion:
"...our knowledge is confined to the north-eastern end of the site and it is this part that is considered here."
At least to start with...
The north-eastern end is that room B above. You'll notice that an excavated north-western end has snuck into other presenters' narratives, just like it snuck into Plan C.jpg above. That's JP Wilds' digs. It's got its own issues in my opinion but I'll leave those for the super-keen to research for themselves.
Mackreth then explains that Artis' plan:
"has some inbuilt distortions"
which
"delayed a proper appreciation of the site."
He then goes on to substitute Artis' room J for Artis' room F (not a trick you should try in a court, by the way), and adds:
"the long room to the west of room D can be moved so that its north end parallels his rooms A, B and C."
Yep, just move it.
Adding an "if..." and a couple of "would have beens..." to JP Wild's discovery that room K had a big heating system enables Mackreth to fill the fact-gap with reasonable-sounding conjecture.
So, a sentence that starts with:
"If this interpretation is accepted..."
leads us to dimensions which:
"suggest a truly palatial scale"
and also to:
"the interpretation of the relationship between rooms F and J ... reveals whether or not we can speak of a 'palace'."
Noting the words "suggest" and "interpretation" here, and remembering that Upex's plan shows rooms J and F's existence as 'indicated', not as 'excavated', we realise that the reader's imagination is now doing all the heavy lifting instead of archaeologists. That being so, the reader's imagination is ready to take on even greater imaginative burdens:
"It is possible to see here a great hall on the top terrace...".
whose length:
"It's a great pity that all we know about these two rooms comes from outline representation on Artis' plate XIII."
"Having arrived at a possible over-all plan, all that remains is to give some idea of how the building masses may have been arranged and this is done in the highly interpretative drawing here."
Which is followed by Plan C.jpg above. And eventually the further extension of the 'excavated' ruins shown in this image from my earlier post:
So legally-treacly is Mackreth's phrasing that I genuinely wonder if he took legal advice before writing. After 1995, the phrase "highly interpretive" seems to have been abandoned somewhere along the Castor narrative, leaving us with, well, with TV programming and a glorious line-drawing.
It's probably superfluous to add here that in the early 20th Century, one of the diggers and popularisers of 'the Castor story' (my quotes) was
William Le Queux. Le Queux was a journalist, novelist and "agent" whose pre-WWI stories of German espionage helped prepare British minds for the necessity of WWI.
For anyone that wants to go further, particularly into how the north-west foundations were 'revealed', Upex's review of the Castor evidence is more detailed and more nuanced than Mackreth's.
Part 3: More Lincolnshire 'Roman' archaeology oddness that might help make some connections:
Roman archaeology tutor and museum curator Antony Lee has posted examples of Lincolnshire finds that indicate an enigmatic Rider God 'cult':
Rider gods of Roman Lincolnshire
One example from his page:

He speculates that these may not be from a Roman-only cult; that they may be relics of a pre-Roman belief that was carried into Roman times. While noting that Lee uses the perjorative term 'cult', it is good to see an expert acknowledge the possibility of blurry boundaries between what is attributed to 'Romans' and what is attributed to 'pre-Romans'.
The heads of the images sometimes wear 'Phrygian' caps (possibly a symbol for a comet with a red umbra) but sometimes have radiant 'manes', along with their horses (although, obviously, horses usually have manes).
Lee's page has a map showing the locations of these finds in Lincolnshire:
You can see the distinct cluster around the old 'Roman' town of Sleaford.
Compare the cluster of 'Roman Rider God' finds with this map:
which was grabbed from
Wikipedia's page about the Lincolnshire folktale of Byard's Leap.
Byard's Leap is about seven miles west-north-west of Sleaford on Ermine Street 'Roman' road. Wikipedia's modern version of the Byard's Leap tale goes:
"a witch called Old Meg, an evil crone who plagued the local villagers from her cave or hut in a spinney near the turning to Sleaford on Ermine Street, here called High Dike, ... was a bane of the countryside and caused the crops to whither. A local champion, a retired soldier, came forward in response to the villagers' requests, and he asserted that he could kill her by driving a sword through her heart. To select a horse suitable for this task, he went to a pond where horses drank and dropped a stone in the pond, selecting the horse that reacted quickest, and this horse was known locally as 'Blind Byard', as he was blind.
The champion went to the witch’s cave and called her out, but the witch refused, saying she was eating and he would have to wait. However, she crept up behind him and sank her long nails into the horse who ran, leaping over 60 feet (18 m). The champion regained control of the horse when they reached the pond, pursued by the witch, where he turned and thrust his sword into her heart, and she fell into the pond and drowned."
The tale shares common elements with the 'Sir Hugh and the Dragon' tale I mentioned earlier (I could paste the full Sir Hugh tale here but would need to get the copyright-holder's permission first). Swap the witch for a dragon, swap the witch's heart for a wart-like weak spot on the dragon, swap 'Byard' for 'Barde' - the last name adopted by Sir Hugh after defeating the dragon - and you effectively have the same tale.
The witch sinking her nails into the horse is reminiscent of Baillie/McCafferty's Celtic myths (in '
The Celtic Gods') that have comet-gods stripping their opponent's flesh even as they lose in battle.
Note also the stone being dropped in a pond and the witch falling into a pond.
At:
Bayard (legend) - Wikipedia, Wikipedia says this story is very similar to the '
Bayard tale told in medieval Europe' and that various Belgian towns still ostentiously celebrate it.
That's interesting because Lincolnshire and Belgium are separated by the North Sea, which has the unique 'Silverpit' sea-bed crater not far north east of the Lincolnshire coast:
Image from:
The Geological Society of London - Silverpit, which reports that,
while first thought to be an impact crater, Silverpit was recently voted 'not an impact' crater. You might not want to apply the 'looks like a duck, walks like a duck, quacks like a duck' model to author Kevin Smith's description of Silverpit's physical features at:
The North Sea Silverpit Crater: impact structure or pull-apart basin? | Journal of the Geological Society | GeoScienceWorld
But at least Lincolnshire's ancient residents would agree with Smith's proposition that Silverpit wasn't a
random impact crater.
More imagery of Silverpit can be found in:
Link
Funnily enough, in Geography we were taught that the origins of the uplands of Lincolnshire - the creamy-brown patches in Antony Lee's map above - were not known but were possibly 'ripples' caused by Italy's Alps-creating tectonic collision with northern Europe.
Given that D. S. Allan and J. B. Delair highlight evidence that the Alps - along with many other 'toothy' mountain ranges - are just a few thousand years old in their book '
Cataclysm! Compelling Evidence of a Cosmic Catastrophe in 9500 B.C.', it's possible to conceive that even upland Lincolnshire is, well, new.
Who knows? But the notion might explain another oddity pointed out by
Antony Lee, in his examination of a 1912 postcard image of Roman Lincoln which
"purport [sic] to depict Roman Lincoln (Lindum Colonia), circa 50AD".
Lee faults the postcard for showing Roman walls that do not comply with today's timeline. Some are at least 50 years too early and some two centuries too early. But what's worse is the depiction of the topography on which the walls are built.
Says Lee:
"Anyone who has struggled to climb Lincoln’s Steep Hill will be confused to see the southern walls of the hilltop fortress mere yards away from the waterfront, on perfectly level ground."
For folks who've never been to Lincoln, imagine the river at the top of the postcard above and the gate nearest to it. Today, the ground to this side of that gate is about 200 feet higher than the river.
Arguably the card shows a hollow lane leading down to the river, but it still doesn't look anything like today's 200 foot drop - much of which is rightly called 'Steep Hill'.
How interesting. Lincoln Cathedral was damaged by an earthquake in 1185, along with much else in Lincolnshire. But Lincolnshire is not on a faultline. Of
the source of the earthquake, Wikipedia says:
it could possibly be anywhere from Dogger Bank to the East Midlands. Some references talk of the earthquake happening somewhere offshore in the North Sea east of northern England;
Presumably, its reference is
RMW Musson's 'The seismicity of the British Isles to 1600' (2008), where several North Sea events are found:
- 3.15: 22 April 1076
- 3.32: 25 January 1165
- 3.35: 15 April 1185
- 3.76: 23 April 1449
22 April is the peak of the Lyrids meteor shower.
Entry '3.22 1117 England' is interesting for its puzzlement over what might cause multiple earthquakes over a large part of Europe at the same time.
Returning to Lee's 'Rider Gods'... He points out that the metal figurines are similar to the 'Stragglethorpe Rider' - a 'Roman' stone engraving found a few miles west of Byard's Leap.
We see the monster being speared has a coiled tail (coiled tails are also visible in the column-top dragon carvings of Castor church). It's also similar to Paulo Uccello's St George and the Dragon paintings.
Note the Rider God-like prancing front legs of the horse, the dragon's spiralling tail and the strange spiral in the odd sky. I've read that spirals are associated with events in the sky. Look at the rider's armour. It seems too thin on the thigh and possibly also on the arm. As if it might represent sinews rather than muscle. That would bring us close to tales of Lugh, the Celtic god whose limbs were stripped to sinew as he fought his opponent.
Also, cryptically, see the patterning in the patches of grass. Why?
This was painted in the cloister of Santa Maria Novella in Florence in 1470 as part of a pair, together called 'The Flood'.
Which reminds us that
Stragglethorpe's St Michael's church page in the Romanesque Corpus records:
"A 1349 visitation to Stragglethorpe records the inhabitants complaints about their struggles to carry corpses through flood waters for burial at Beckingham."
Once you associate the Rider God finds' imagery with the image on the Stragglethorpe Rider stone, then one wonders how the meaning of the Rider Gods could remain a mystery. Because this imagery is found all over Europe to such an extent that it resembles - switching to modern commercial terminology - imagery licensed from a single brand-owner:
Just look:
Thracian horseman - Wikipedia
Avoiding any comment on the dating of the Thracien horseman imagery - given the problems associated with dating - the riders are called hunters but are associated with saviours, specifically St George and St Demetrius. They also seem to come in two major variants: those where the rider is killing a dragon and those where the rider is killing a human.
What to make of that?
Sir Hugh Barde - the saviour in the Sir Hugh and Byard's Leap tale - was rewarded by being allowed to extract taxes, as, of course, were the 'Romans', the 'Normans', and the Knights Templar - who took ownership of the highlands around Lincolnshire.
It's almost as though a story was created to explain havoc, rescue from havoc, and justify an apparently perpetual reward for those who carried out the rescue.
A final thought. Note how Uccello's dragon wings each have three roundels. We can conceive of his dragon as a central evil, flanked by six 'circles', three to each side.
That reminds of Castor Church guidebook and its strangely dismissive comment of William Stukeley for merely recording what the vulgar folk of Castor claimed they had seen:
"They still have a memorial at Castor of S. Kyniburga, whom the vulgar call Lady Ketilborough, and of her coming in a coach and six, riding over the field along the Roman road, some nights before Michaelmas."
A lot of trouble sure has come travelled along 'Roman' Ermine Street.
A coach and six is a carriage drawn by six horses harnessed in two lines of three. This was an arrangement that could travel long distances very quickly. But understanding passage along Ermine Street as a metaphor for speed and straightness, it's perhaps not odd that thousands of miles to the east - in Siberia - scapulas have been found with arrangements of spirals carved in one side and zig-zagging patterns of serpents in the other. Here is one held by The Hermitage museum in St Petersburgh:
Front
Back
Rendering of a different example.
A coach and six horses?
This journey started in the east of England and has reached the east of Asia, leaving me with the sense that I live in Westworld.
Thanks to Heather Hobden's Mammoth Hunters of the last Ice-Age, their legacy, and "World Surveyor Man" for providing some of the connections here that I wouldn't have seen on my own.