We arrived in Dorchester with time enough for a coffee and a short wander before Helen’s train was due to arrive, after which we would be heading north a few miles to meet our companions for the workshop weekend. Window-shopping holds no appeal, but the railway station is very close to an intriguing site, one we had already passed and dismissed on our recent research trip to the area.
“Oh, that mound looks suspicious…”
“The sign says ‘Roman amphitheatre’.”
“Romans? Pah…” The invaders, who did their best to wipe out and discredit the Druids, imposed their roads on our ancient trackways (and took all the credit for them too), as well as stamping a ‘mini-me’ version of Rome on Britain’s landscape… they do tend to get short shrift around here, in spite of a grudging respect for their technological advances and organisational capabilities.
Even so, curiosity had got the…
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