Four Stone Hearth 11

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It’s a posthole! It’s a rubbish pit! It’s an elk-trapping pit with the remains of a wooden catch box at the bottom! No — it’s a hearth. A Four Stone Hearth! The eleventh carnival in the series, to be precise. And it’s all about humans. As the poet put it,

“Now I’m the king of the swingers
Oh, the jungle VIP
I’ve reached the top and had to stop
And that’s what’s botherin’ me
I wanna be a man, mancub
And stroll right into town
And be just like the other men
I’m tired of monkeyin’ around!”

This is where we all pretend to be human.

The next Hearth will be kindled on 28 March over at Afarensis. Just remember, he likes tart and yummy banana peels, not the sticky sweet stuff inside. Stay on his good side and he hardly ever flings poo at you. Free social grooming and delousing included.

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5 thoughts on “Four Stone Hearth 11

  1. Hey Martin, this is very unfair. It’s hard enough for us archaeology bloggers to attract an audience when we write about shellfish or dendrochronology without having to compete with you writing about “naked Scandinavians”. Even I clicked on your story first!


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