Why I like to dig
 
 
Why I like to dig

I love detective stories. That combined with having been a longtime armchair archaeologist (I remember Sir Mortimer Wheeler on TV) makes a dig is the best mystery story ever. Every time you think you have discovered the complete pictureof what happened on the site yet another discovery makes you think again. On top of this, you add finding things that someone else touched possibly 1800 years and its magic. All this plus fresh air, lovely surroundings and good company what more could I ask for.

Carol


Spending long sunny days discovering 1700 years of history is my perfect way to spend a Sunday. You never know what you will find and I am always learning. No matter what your expertise you are made to feel welcome!

Jon


I enjoy going to the dig and being a member of the I.A.R.S. because I am part of a team of people who are discovering how our ancestors lived and died.

We work, we talk, we laugh and we puzzle at some of our findings while trying to work out what was really going on at that time.

Time Team it isn't, Time Enjoyed it is.

Pat

There are few opportunities to take part in an ongoing excavation. With the goodwill and patience of the Palmer family we are able to carry out our excavation whenever the weather permits, sharing the field with the sheep and an occasional rabbit.

We do have the luxury of time and we all work at our own pace. Of course it can be hard work and you aren't rewarded with fabulous finds of pottery and coins, but we do have the satisfaction of seeing the story of the site revealed week by week.

Occasionally we do have the chance to do something extra special. For me this was excavating the burial in a small stone lined pit. I took great care in slowly excavatingthe fill, scared I would miss something and I was beginning to despair that nothing had survived. And then there was the realisation that I had uncovered a small piece of bone which was part of the burial. It was the skull of a young child, which I had believed had just fallen into the grave. There was also a piece of pottery. As I cleaned around the piece the piece to try to find the edges it appeared to continue, there were no edges, the pot was complete. I not only had a burial but also a wonderful complete bowl that had been placed into the grave next to the child's head.

I was a bag of nerves as I carefully cleared the soil from around the pot and carefully lifted it free. I had to relinquish the lovely object which I had cared for over the last few hours as it was taken away to be cleaned.

A few weeks later it was brought back to the site all cleaned and somehow not looking as small and fragile as I remembered.

We all have our special moments but it is really best to be able to just be involved and add your own knowledge to the general discussion which we have about the story of the site as we try to understane how it has become what it is.

Kerry




 
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