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 Friday October 7th 2016Tim Candler9


    A part of me firmly believes that I was correct about Latin. It seemed pointless, and arguments in support of learning to read and write Latin in the 1960's seemed equally pointless. It was almost like a sacred thing and to question the utility or purpose of learning Latin was sacrilegious, especially from the back of the class. Stranger still was the enthusiasm with which those proficient in Latin greeted Caesar's account of his Invasion of Gaul, soon followed by Caesar's account of his invasion of Britannia. In the back of the class we rooted for any Frenchman whose name ended in -rix and our own Caratacus might just as well have been Montgomery.



    A person does get older, accepts the defeats of the ancient heroes, learns why roads have to be straight, is kind of grateful that he doesn't have to write in Phoenician Script, tries to avoid the error of assuming that Roman's were worse than the Normans. He makes compromises, attempts to be objective around Constantine's deathbed conversion to Christianity and then something wonderful happens. He reads that in 1993 a man called John Kenny, a Gaelic name if ever I heard one, became the first person to play the Carnyx in 2,000 years. It's a long Celtic war trumpet, the horn part looks like a dragon. Even better, in 2003 Kenny gave a solo performance of the Carnyx to 63,000 people in Paris. All I can say is what goes round comes round Julius.


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