Archaeology in Grosvenor Park: A blog about our activities and discoveries related to excavations in Grosvenor Park near the Amphitheatre, Chester, UK, carried out by University of Chester undergraduate archaeologists. Excavation is from the 3rd of May 2018 for four weeks.
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The Three B’s of Thursday- BaneCat, (Ron) Burgundy and Bees
Thursday has been a day, to use a sporting punditry term, of two halves for team A. This morning we found ourselves with in the warm sanctuary of the finds room away from the sudden down pours. Our aim was to start separating out our clean finds, so that we had pottery, building material, bone, etc. in separate groups. We then had to describe what a select number of objects were like in those groups, e.g, colour, texture, condition, etc. To do this we were ably supervised by Jill, who we no doubt preceded to irritate with our level of questioning, which was somewhat a kin to an annoying five year old. After that task was finished we cracked out the tooth brushes and lukewarm water and set too cleaning yet more finds!
However soon lunchtime arrived, and we were told to down tools. Our lunch break was spent enjoying the hilarity of BaneCat, a must watch for anyone with a love for batman, cats or with a sense of humour!
After Lunch we returned to site, where Dan and I, faced what was becoming somewhat of a demon to us, the task of cleaning the surface of the Roman road. However, with true British determination we gritted our teeth, brandished our trowels and stepped once more in to the breach (trench). Work on site this afternoon was hampered somewhat by the ever present swarm of bees, who seemed to be drawn mainly to team B (thankfully). Once Supervisor Dan had deemed that we had reached an adequate level of cleanliness on the road, he asked us to repeat the process on the wall of our trench so that tomorrow we could complete a section drawing.
Hopefully tomorrow I’ll be reunited with my love, Mavis the Mattock, which alas is a story for another day.