Hounds Ditch (2005/6)

 it's summer time and I'm digging in some soil in a back yard; I come across a coffin shaped piece of embossed, plain pottery - I try to pick it up but it breaks, underneath it I find another piece and try, carefully, to lift it - this breaks, I do this one more time and decide it is too valuable to even attempt to move; thinking I've reached the bottom of the coffin cases. I go into the shop, which this is the back garden of, and pick up the phone to try and phone the Natural History museum about my find. I'm being a bit secretive but then the owner of the shop - which is a bric a brac / junk shop comes up from behind the counter and I tell him about my discovery. We return to the back yard - and I discover that in my absence he has dig up all the soil and put the broken contents in suitcases on two sunloungers. I explain that I thought they were valuable roman burial pieces, as a lot had been discovered when excavating the nearby new office blocks (spitalfields). I look at the broken pieces and lie down on a sun lounger. Next to me on my left there is a girl also lying down. She is talking to her friend who is ignoring me. I show to the shop owner a record I just bought from his shop - its bananarama and Howard Jones(!!??) . The girl next to me regards me as her brother (I don't have a sister) and gets up and points at my thighs , showing her friend and says 'look they're the same as mine' - her friend just looks at me and goes -hmmm - they walk away and I continue to sun bathe.