You got the look the gods agree they want to see
I have had a multiple-front stressful day of the kind that leaves a person sort of uselessly vibrating, but a dear friend who is not on DW has just e-mailed me with the news that the Cerne Abbas Giant is neither a pre-Christian artifact nor seventeenth-century political satire but an early medieval . . . something and I am delighted. Or as I said elsenet, "The giant chalk dick has a date on it!"
(I am amused that the hold music I am currently stuck listening to is a kind of lounge muzak version of "On the Street Where You Live," but that's different. [edit] It was not so amusing that I felt obliged to listen to it after the first half-hour.)
(I am amused that the hold music I am currently stuck listening to is a kind of lounge muzak version of "On the Street Where You Live," but that's different. [edit] It was not so amusing that I felt obliged to listen to it after the first half-hour.)

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I really should have responded to that with "Thanks for the heads-up. So to speak." Or perhaps not. It's fascinating to pick up the story; the last I heard was about the medieval snails and I love the idea the Giant may've been forgotten and rediscovered over time.
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Hee.
It's fascinating to pick up the story; the last I heard was about the medieval snails and I love the idea the Giant may've been forgotten and rediscovered over time.
Yes! And now he's carefully maintained for reasons that have nothing to do with his original purpose, but are just as dedicated and additionally permit exchanges like this.
I also just like this photo of the chalk-dusted archaeologist. He looks like Colpeper with a thermos.
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