Places change over the years, decades, centuries. Whether individual streets, villages, towns, cities, countries or continents. I mentioned before about a tv prog that used to be on charting the changes in various UK streets over the decades. Made for interesting viewing. I remember one episode where the houses in the street were originally built for and occupied by wealthy white folk, business owners, financiers and the like. Fast forward a hundred or so years and the area had declined. The once grand properties were now rented out, split into flats, and the area had become more diverse in terms of culture. Then, bang up to date, the area had seen a resurgence, properties now worth a couple of million plus and once again inhabited by the middle classes.
My point? Yes things change. But this sort of comment (taken from the linked article) really annoys me:
"This reminds us that our past isn't this little quaint village where everybody dances around a maypole," said Professor Duncan Sayer, project leader and archaeologist from the University of Central Lancashire.
No sh1 sherlock. All our pasts, in terms of where we live, are different if you go back far enough. However, in some quaint villages, people dancing around the maypole is their past, and has been for generations. Perhaps not the distant distant past, but their past nevertheless. A past they are entitled to remember fondly without any imposed feeling of guilt.
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Were free carrier pigeons handed out in medieval times, and free blood letting for ailments?
