A miscellaneous compilation of articles and off-the-cuff ideas, mostly relating to the English Language and its words, and how well they are used on some occasions, and how badly on others. But other topics and whimsies are likely to keep cropping up too. This blog is closely related to the website mentioned below.

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Wednesday, 23 November 2011

Lost and Found

"They did leave behind them", said a TV archaeologist the other day, "some of the greatest archaeological finds ever seen".

To an archaeologist, of course, a Roman coin or a Saxon sword is a 'find'. To the Roman or Saxon owner it was a loss.

And 'seen' by whom ? The 'seeing' is, presumably, in the eyes of the archaeologist, not the original loser (or perhaps 'depositor', because the artefact may have been buried on purpose). But whether accidentally dropped or conscientiously buried, it probably wasn't to become a 'find for us to see' for the next two thousand years.

As for 'the greatest archaeological finds ever seen', it is quite possible that the Aemilius or Oswulf who lost them, and their contemporaries, had seen objects even 'greater', before these too were lost to view and buried. They are possibly still there, unknown, underground: great objects, but so far only 'losses', not 'finds'.

To archaeologists the term 'archaeological find' is a handy and not too solemn piece of professional jargon, indicating something buried perhaps centuries ago but 'recently retrieved by us'. Though it might be a good thing, in the cause of clear and accurate thinking, speaking and writing, not to use the jargon too carelessly.

Lost and found

Friday, 10 April 2009

Think carefully before making a public statement

To start with: “Teachers”, a TV newsreader has just told us “are threatening to boycott government exams for 10-11-year-olds unless the government agrees to scrap them”.

In which case, presumably, the teachers would very sensibly agree to withdraw their non-existent boycott.

Secondly, I read in Bryant’s Norfolk Churches (1915) that in the parish church at Gissing “There is seating accommodation for 150 persons, some of them retaining their old carved poppy-heads”.

I have made many friends in the village since moving here three years ago, but none answering to this description. Much, of course, has changed in the past ninety years.