Flyer

We get flyers through the door most days. Usually they're from fast food joints. Occasionally they'll be for immigration lawyers and travel agents specialising in the haj. Today brought something quite new- an appeal from a "personal collector" who wants to buy military medals.

Ribchester

Most of Lancashire is urban, but there's a tranche of it to the north that is rural shading off into wilderness- and Ribchester is where it begins. There used to be a Roman fort on the river there- the 18th century pub has a portico supported by what may well be Roman columns- and if you look eastwards you can see Pendle Hill- where the witches used to meet. There are two medieval churches- one of then containing the secret grave of the catholic martyr St Margaret Clitherow (or so they say) and the other with a 17th century sundial in the churchyard.

Around the base of the dial it says

I am a shadow
So art thou.
I mark the time.
So do'st thou.

The Roman museum has lumps of lovely carved masonry and the soles of shoes and fragments of a leather tent and brooches and pins in the shape of phalluses. This is Ailz trying on the replica of a legionary helmet.