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The Dirt Miners.

 

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Senga succeeded in dragging me on holiday to Wales. It's a place of short, squat people who talk very, very fast. I didn't understand a word but at least the conversations were over quickly.

The south of the country consists of very deep valleys among steep-sided mountains. I think I worked out why it's like that.

They do it deliberately. The Welsh dig holes and tunnels in the ground and pile up the dirt on top of existing mountains. So the valleys get deeper and the mountains get higher. Travelling in a direct line anywhere is impossible. Wherever you want to go, there's a sheer mountain in the way.

I expect it's a race memory from Roman times. Just try and build a straight road through that lot!  I don't think I saw more than half a mile of straight road anywhere in the country. It just can't be done.

It's an effective visitor deterrent.  If it was possible to dig anywhere in Dume Swamp, I'd consider giving it a go myself.


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