On first sight it could have been a graveyard in any number of peaceful English villages. Tall trees stood sentinel, planted to give summer shade for the neat rows of heads-stones on carefully mown lawns. Not England though but New England and the epitaphs on those tombstones in the small town of Hadley, Massachusetts, held the secrets of high drama played out on both sides of the Atlantic nearly three hundred years ago.

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Seventy-five years ago the British Isles were an armed encampment lying off the shores of Hitler’s conquered Europe. There were millions of troops crammed into every conceivable space between the native inhabitants. They came from all the countries of the British Empire. There were fighters from Europe too who’d fled here to carry on the fight and of course there were the massed ranks of our American allies.

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Bohemian Mojo has something to admit. We’re currently obsessed with a girl from the Scottish Highlands. She’s called Ava and she’s about 5’5’’ tall with the most amazing air of mystery about her.  Of course, it is almost impossible not to be mysterious when your remains are roughly 3,700 years old.

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Always up for an adventure or a ramble down antiquity lane, I offered up a resounding “YES” when Alun asked if I’d be interested in wandering the downs in search of something called The Polissoir.  He explained it was a stone used for polishing and sharpening axes by Neolithic and Bronze Age people. This particular stone was situated somewhere on a part of the Wiltshire landscape called Fyfield Down, exact location unknown. We would get to walk along part of the Ridgeway and then search the designated field for the Polissoir.

Yes, yes, and more yes….so off we set.

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A week or so ago a young girl called Matilda Jones was paddling on the edge of a lake on Bodmin Moor in Cornwall when she found a four-foot long sword in the shallows. Unusual in any lake at any time, you might think. But this was no ordinary lake, this was Dozmary Pool, where legend has it the Lady of the Lake raised her arm above the mirror of the water to receive Excalibur from the fatally wounded King Arthur.  

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We imagine them clad in shining armour and visored helmets with brightly coloured pennants snapping in the breeze. Mounted on powerful steeds, these famous warriors wielded huge lances and mighty broadswords behind shields decorated with their coats of arms. They would have been an altogether spectacular sight as Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table charged into battle. Yes, awesome indeed, if only that vision were true, but sadly it’s pure Hollywood.

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