The past is ever with us

Just back a while, Malcolm was marvelling how certain, rather inconsequential posts, still keep attracting “hits”.

To that list he’d like to add one more: about a hill that became a mountain.

Not strictly true: it was really Malcolm reflecting that he had been born perhaps a dozen feet above mean sea level (to be honest, halve that — except the allowance for the first-floor bedroom), and how he had “risen” in the world ever since.

That would make him like Finnegan — though without the hod.

Contrived cue for (barely relevant) song

OK —blame it on yersel’s now. Ye twisted de ol’ fella’s arm:

At least it’s not that appalling Dropkick Murphys punk rendering. So be grateful.

Wooden? better believe it!

Now, also from Norfolk, there’s this:

The trunk of a giant oak-tree, thought by experts to be more than 5000 years old, has been unearthed from a field in Norfolk.

The 44ft (13.4m) Fenland Black Oak, or bog oak, was found buried in farmland at Methwold Hythe, near Downham Market.

Planks cut from the trunk will be dried over seven months in a specialist kiln.

A spokesman said the tree will make “a breathtaking table for public display giving an insight into the grandeur of these ancient giant forests.”

Bog oak is generally found buried in farmland.

One of the rarest forms of timber in England, when dry it is said to be “comparable to some of the world’s most expensive tropical hardwoods”.

Experts have said the Norfolk bog oak is “the largest-ever intact 5,000-year-old sub-fossilised trunk of an ancient giant oak”, but believe it could be just a section — possibly as small as a quarter —  of the original tree.

If he’s reading that aright, a “giant oak” trunk could rise two hundred feet high and more.

The trunk is on its way to the Building Crafts College in Stratford, East London. Out of that will come a huge “jubilee table, which will be gifted to the nation.

Note well: there is already a small civil war brewing.

Nor for nothing are there age-old Devil’s Dykes to keep the two sides apart.

One side (the honourable and deserving Norfolk-types) reckon this is a Norfolk oak, from — as you read authoritatively above — Methwold Hythe, near Downham Market. The mealymouthed Cambridgeshire untermenschen, via that partisan journal, the Cambridgeshire Timesdescribe it as coming out of  the fens around Ely, specifically the fen peat of Southery.

It’s ours! Malcolm tells you!

What Malcolm doesn’t tell you is that he should be none too assured of his Norfolk roots, oaken or not.

He has a great-grandfather born (like his great-great-grandfather) at Wisbech St Mary.

And that is in Cambridgeshire.


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