These bone fragments have all been found associated with the
Romano-British community discussed over the past few days. They probably came
from livestock reared and slaughtered by
this community.
Two thousand years ago, these people gathered around a fire
and feasted on the fruits of their year's toil. Late autumn was the traditional
time for slaughtering all livestock too weak to last the winter. And a final feast
was held before the struggles of winter began.
Our long-ago forebears laughed and chatted over a drink and
roasted meat, and reinforced the bonds that would enable them to survive
through the winter months. Friendship and community spirit epitomised this
early culture. Life was hard, and without these bonds the settlement would
crumble.
The discarded bones lay in the soil for hundreds of years.
Above them, the descendants of that early community continued to plough and
reap and sow as the seasons passed. And so they reached today.
The bones were brought to the surface by people from the
village they helped forge, two thousand years earlier. And in that time, human
nature hasn't changed. Community and friendship are valued as much today as
they were in the distant past. We share a common bond with those first
inhabitants, formed by more than the village we have all shared. The past has
forged the present in more ways than one.
And this concludes these hundred days of history. If you've
enjoyed reading these pages, Preston on Stour: A Two Thousand Year History,
is available to order from bookshops or online,
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