We finished machining away the ploughsoil today, and I reckon we’ve uncovered about 800 square meters. I have a permit for 1200 sqm, but I stopped here. The landowner doesn’t want us to expand in the most interesting direction where we have more cool metal-detector finds. And the directions that remain to us are out of the metal-finds swarm and downhill.
Sunken features everywhere, and the team has been busy cleaning away remnants of the ploughsoil, finding the edges of features, sectioning many. None with any finds worth writing home about though. Pete/Fozz did find a seltzer bottle sherd: faux-Medieval German glazed stoneware used to package and sell mineral water in the 19th century. I only recognised it because me and Per Vikstrand picked up a few sherds of it at Saint Olaf’s field in May and pottery expert Mathias Bäck told me what it was.
The team’s ealdormen Phil & Bill cooked us an amazing dinner with chicken and roast potatoes and cabbage and string beans and carrots. And then we played Roborally and Connor beat us all again. I wish I could pit him against my friend David who always kicks my ass at games, he’d knock some sense into the kid. And annihilate me.