End of Month Round Up — September 2019

Stepping back onto a ploughed field for the first time in well over a decade was a special moment. All the memories that I'd accumulated during the many thousands of hours spent upon them in the past came flooding back. Those special finds that had kept me awake at night. Those thoughts that had accompanied the moments of their discoveries. And those journeys into the ancient history of England that they'd taken me on.

When I followed along in the footsteps of my wife as she crisscrossed the first field that she had ever stepped out upon metal-detector in hand, I realised that I was already following along in the footsteps of my own long-established routines. As her finds came along I was already constructing a framework to slot them into, was already establishing patterns of sense for them and was already predicting what might come soon — or even next.

If Polly's Parlour keeps throwing a couple of these my way on every single trip, then I will fill this tray one day!

When I ventured out alone I discovered that one particular field (now known as Polly's Parlour) was really promising. There wasn't a lot to go on at first but soon a pattern began to emerge. Shirt buttons were found but at a rate that I had never encountered before. I know that shirt buttons are not exactly the most exciting find in the world but the point is that they were there in some quantity. To my way of thinking, when anything turns up in an arable field 'in series' and in discreet areas or along certain lines of direction then it means that they were probably deposited there not through the rather uniform mechanics of muck spreading, but were lost or discarded on-site.

And if one of these turns up on every other trip then I will amass a serious collection!

When I began to find lead and pewter toys in addition to the shirt buttons, I thought this rather interesting.  Shirt buttons alone would not have had the power to pull me back, let me tell you! These toys must be clear evidence of children at play within the field. I have never encountered any field that has ever produced so very many. In point of fact, I had found a few lead toys before and thinking back, these were all from a demolished 19th Century cottage site and its gardens, but I could not remember a single one that had come from any of my open fields.  

There are two deer, a Native American warrior on horseback, the head of the Victorian jockey, 'Fred Archer' and Judy's first proper find — the wheel from a toy train. That they have absolutely zero monetary value in such states as they exist now, well that's really not the point to me — for they do possess a certain aesthetic value that I find really satisfying. They remind me of a collection of Roman figurines and votive objects in many ways. The missing limbs. The uniform colour of their cream-coloured patinas. All this binds them together really nicely as a collection and I do hope that I find more and more of them. 

But how about any older finds? Those kinds of finds that metal detectorists are supposed to obsess over when they step out onto the arable and the pasture? Well, I'm afraid that I found very few items to obsess about at any great length ...

There was the top of a trefoil spoon — 17th Century. A very corroded gilt-brass belt mount used as a suspension point for something — Medieval. The lead cloth seal carrying the Arms of Ausburg, Germany — 1500 or later.

I really don't think that this particular field is going to produce much in the way of truly ancient objects and I do not care overmuch about that, to be honest. Just being out and about in the fresh air, with my dogs frolicking about in the river whilst I occupy myself with the pleasant task of digging up lead toys and brass shirt buttons — well, that's quite enough ...

For now!

Garret Pro-Pointer AT Air Test

Although I was a greenhorn handling two unfamiliar machines on my first attempt at a field test, I did learn how to use both pretty quickly and under increasingly uncomfortable conditions. 

I thought that something was wrong with the Garret probe when it located a large harness buckle at only an inch or so from the tip. Initially, I thought this to be a very poor performance but then I thought about the fact that the probe has three sensitivity settings and that I probably had it set on minimum. 

I was right. It was set on minimum. And so I used a coin to check these three settings against. This coin was a 1690's William III halfpenny which is a good-sized target at 28mm diameter face-on, but with only a 1.5mm thick flan, a tricky one edge-on. The results were rather interesting ...

William III halfpenny — 28 x 1.5mm, copper

Sensitivity 1.  Face-on — 31mm. Edge-on — 0mm.

Sensitivity 2.  Face-on — 53mm. Edge-on — 17mm.

Sensitivity 3.  Face-on — 71mm. Edge-on — 25mm.

And then I checked the three settings against the large harness buckle found in the bottom of a 9-inch hole which in the ground seemed to have been located by the probe at about 25-30mm from the tip. It is quite a large object at 43x30mm and as an open ring of solid metal I thought the probe would start beeping at a considerable distance. Also, with an edge profile of 5mm, I expected good results edge-on ...

Harness buckle — 43 x 30 x 5mm, brass

Sensitivity 1.  Face-on — 45mm. Edge-on — 16mm.

Sensitivity 2.  Face-on — 82mm. Edge-on — 38mm.

Sensitivity 3.  Face-on — 102mm. Edge-on — 53mm.

All the results above were measured from the very tip of the probe only. However, the probe is also able to locate items along its side and all the way up to the on-off switch which is about 4.5 inches from the tip. The face-on distances achieved were somewhat better than those at the tip and seemed to be quite regular all along the length of the side. However, though edge-on distances were also far improved compared to those at the tip, they were not quite regular along the whole length ... 

As an example, when presented edge-on to the tip of the probe, the coin would not even register on 'Sensitivity 1' unless I tilted it slightly. Along the side of the probe, it registered at a maximum of 20mm but this was only in the centre of the side of the probe with the detection distance trailing away from the centre toward the button and the tip. 

For 'Sensitivity 3' the improvement in the detection range for the coin presented edge-on to the side of the probe was simply enormous. It was seen at a range of 64mm compared to 25mm at the tip. However, the range that the probe detected the buckle both face-on and edge-on, was most interesting. It registered at 88mm for both! 

This probe really is a metal detector in its own right, and I'm really glad that we bought it! I can foresee that I'll find a number of other uses for it besides those of arable and pasture work...

It's quite expensive. No, it's very expensive! 

And as a detecting couple with just the one between us, of course, we will have to buy another! 

Polly's Parlour — XP ADX150 & Garret Pro-Pointer AT Field Test (Part 1)

Not so straight-out-of-the-box, slick, pristine and modern-looking now, eh?

Either I had miscalculated or the weatherman had. The rain predicted to arrive in Coventry at around five in the afternoon came early and of course, I got caught out in the field. I had about half an hour of dry weather beforehand but then it started to spit continuously and carried on drizzling for the next fifty minutes after which I packed up and headed home.

And so my field test, which was to be two hours in length, was just 1 hour and 20 minutes in duration. No matter; it was enough time in which to get a feel for the field performances of both the XP ADX150 & Garret Pro-Pointer AT.

On the previous day, I had set the 150 up for Judy on full sensitivity and minimum discrimination but thought that that might have caused her a few problems. And so, today I set it up at the default sensitivity, which is marked with a red arrow on the dial, and notch 2 for discrimination.

The ADX150 had 5 targets to achieve.

1. It must get me to dig at least thirty signals per-hour that will result in non-ferrous objects.
2. It will find large pieces of coke, though not small fragments unless on the surface.
3. It must find small items in the top six-inches and very small items in the top three.
4. It will knock out small ferrous scrap but should allow me to find and remove larger pieces.
5. It will prove itself for good depth if a very faint non-ferrous signal would be encountered.

These requirements are only what I generally ask of the Laser B1 everywhere and more specifically, what it has proven itself capable of doing on this particular field — in essence, the two machines were going head-to-head upon a known environment where the XP ADX150 had to match up to to the Laser B1 on five scores already established there as desirable ones...

Or else!

Initially, I'd set out with the 150 on loud-speaker but within ten minutes I'd fished out the supplied headphones and plugged them in, because, competing against the background noise from the nearby busy road, I could hardly hear enough audio information to be certain of anything but the very sharpest, cleanest signal. The difference was remarkable. All of a sudden the machine was intelligible and signals were easy to read. The tone was a bit squelchy sounding to my B1 ears, but I could deal with that. The finds rate soared and it was clear that the target of 30 recoveries per-hour would be achieved and perhaps even surpassed. And yes, it did respond to large pieces of coke but ignored fragments, and so it hit target number 2 also.

Unfortunately, not a Lizzie I shilling... But for just a sweet moment - it might have been!

I began using the AT probe. Because the soil was fast becoming soppy it was a boon not having to divide it all by hand. It was fast and accurate but it seemed that I had to have the tip very close to the object before it would register. I thought that this may well be down to sensitivity settings and so I decided to experiment with those later. The way it was set up would just have to do for now because it was covered in mud and I needed to re-read the manual!

The bright orange colour is good, though. If it were dropped somewhere you could see it a mile off! The continual beeping alert should you stow the device back in its holster without turning it off first was great too and will avoid running batteries down needlessly.

Because it was performing well, I wondered if the 150 would uphold not only the overall recovery rate per-hour for this site, but also achieve the expected outcome of at least one shirt button, at least one coin, perhaps a toy and a surprise item too?

That's a big ask in a shortened session!

Well, the shirt button was duly located (unbranded...) and so it can find small items in the upper levels of the soil. However, I must say that it did not seem to be locating quite as many very small targets as the B1 would have — in fact, the shirt button was one of the smallest finds made during the session and though there were other finds as small as the button, nothing was found as diminutive as a cut half or quarter-penny. However, this is not yet alarming. I simply may not have passed over anything so very tiny as that.

So, target 3 was partially achieved.

Target 4 was hit when I dug a positive signal that I could not easily find in the hole until the probe located it in the side-wall. It was a piece of iron the size and shape of a Havana cigar. Top marks for the probe!

And as for target number 5?

Would I even come across a very faint, non-ferrous signal?

The answer was yes, I did. It was a soft sweet signal and good in every direction but just a whisper really. I expected iron as I dug down 4, 6 and 8 inches. The signal became a little louder as the soil was removed, but not by much. The probe could not find the object at 4 or 6 inches but at 8 inches it finally located the item which proved to be a large brass harness buckle laying on its side, plumb in the centre of the hole and at about 9 1/2 inches in depth.

Two 'coins' were also found, but one proved to be just a thin disc of brass and not a coin at all. No matter, it was coin-shaped. And then, with the 150 having hit almost all performance targets and having achieved some of the expected outcomes too, I was satisfied and so I began to wind my way back to the gate.



Along the way, I stopped and dug a loud positive signal and flipped up something that was felt by its weight alone to be just a lump of old lead...

But it was not just any old lump of lead. It was deer number two and yet another toy added to our growing collection from this interesting site.

As I said in the previous post — the numbers never lie!

Polly's Parlour — A Boy's Toy and The Most Peculiar Enamelified Thingy

Our first outing with the new gadgets was planned for Sunday morning. We expected our son, Ben, and his girlfriend, Sophie, to arrive at ours at some time in the afternoon. Plans change. Nothing came of the arranged arrival due to late at night partying activities on Ben's part — or something like that. I don't really know for sure what happened because I heard the news second-hand whilst earwigging Judy's phone conversations.

All that I knew was this; that Judy would use these new gadgets this very day, and I was determined for that to happen!

In the end, despite endless delays and dallyings, we finally got out to Polly's Parlour in the late afternoon and left the dogs at home at my request because I wanted to monitor the performance of both new gadgets and also my wife's progress in the field.

You may ask why go to Polly's Parlour and not to another of our fields?

That's because it now has an established track record that suggests no longer what is only possible on any given session, but what is actually probable. I have a set of firm statistics already and can measure unknown quantities such as Judy's current finds rate and the new machine's efficacy against them. Calculate odds, if you like.

OK. In advance, I had calculated that I would dig around 30 targets per hour over our allotted two hours and would certainly find at the very least, 1 shirt button — and this button had better than a half chance of being a branded example. I would also have a very good chance of finding a child's toy, would certainly find at least one coin and that coin might well be silver but most likely bronze, and that there might also be a surprise find in the offing. Something intriguing...

All of this almost came true for me. And that is why I love numbers, so.

The shirt button was secured within ten minutes of the off, was in very good condition for the site, and was branded  — Richardson of Hockley, Birmingham. Later came a crumpled 'badge' inscribed with text that at the moment I cannot fully decipher but it contains the clear word 'LODGE'. Two coins were found also but alas, both were bronze. And then the surprise find duly turned up...

I hadn't any kind of a clue what it might be at the time of discovery and still have not. It's most peculiar and does not easily fit any categories that I am familiar with. A large irregular cabochon of variegated white, blue and purple enamel held captive within a circular copper-alloy 'mount'. A copper-alloy 'mount', I might add, that shows no sign whatsoever of having once been gilded. The reverse of the object is odd. It possesses six irregularly spaced drilled perforations around a larger central perforation which appears to have been tapped with a screw thread ...

At first glance, I thought it might well be a late Saxon enamelled brooch. However, with the presence of a screw thread as a means of affixment to its host object then it must be fairly modern, surely?

A little later Judy shouted across to me that she'd found something similar nearby. She had. Only it wasn't...

She had secured the one item missing from my list — a wheel from a boy's toy train!

That's four toys dug from this site now and more will surely come because the numbers say that they will. Mark my words — numbers never lie!

XP ADX150 & Garret Pro-Pointer AT — First Impressions

Having Judy start detecting was a matter of her swinging the machine with me tagging along behind helping out in whatever way I could. When she became proficient enough to go solo I realised that I would have to do my homework and find a suitable machine for her. And so I set out to find one that would suit myself...

I know that may sound mean spirited but really, I did not think about it that way. My thinking was logical. Because she does not want to cover large tracts of land (which is my preference until I find a concentration somewhere) and would prefer instead to concentrate diligently and thoroughly upon one area of choice, then I thought a deep-seeking detector would suit us best. We would then have a happy division of labour. I find the hotspots — she works them.

And of course, it would suit me too because I already own the best tool for the job of taking out surface finds — the Laser B1 — and so a machine that was deep-seeking and very adjustable would be a useful alternative that I could employ under conditions that would defeat the rather shallow-seeking B1. 

The Laser B1 set up as I usually would. Maximum sensitivity and minimum discrimination!

The B1 may be a beast where rapid recovery of objects from the top six-inches is concerned and a peerless tool for extracting tiny objects from the top three-inches, but when I waved a cartwheel penny across the coil and it gave me a faint signal at just ten inches, I thought that a future problem. We have only about 70 acres of land at our disposal (so far as I know...) of which half is permanent pasture. The B1 will struggle to do well there once the surface finds are cleared and if older finds are way down in the ground then it's only going to be good for clearing modern trash...

My decision was to go to Regton in Birmingham and take a look at the Nokta Makro Multi Kruzer. I'd seen a few videos and the air and in-ground tests performed were impressive, with the machine picking up signals from various objects at almost twice the depth that the B1 could achieve. A cartwheel penny would have come in at probably fifteen inches or even more! This seemed suitable. 

Unfortunately, Regton had none in stock and apparently, there are none in stock anywhere because of a fault with the machine. And so we came away with precisely what I did not want but exactly what a beginner really needs which is an ultra-simple, one-tone, switch-on-and-go detector — the XP ADX150.

Of course, we also needed some extra kit.  Judy liked the idea of using a probe and so we also bought a Garret Pro-pointer AT 'carrot' while we were there. I have never used a probe myself because it seems like an extra operation to perform when the speed of recovery is of the essence. I will just divide the clod by hand and wave each half over the coil until the find is located. But I can see why it would prove essential on pasture land. 

I also purchased two bum bags and two neck pouches from Decathlon. These neck pouches are where valuable finds will be stashed and they hang inside clothing where they cannot be seen, snagged or lost. Finds are dropped in and never taken out again till I reach home. I have good reason to employ them because through bad storage (trouser pocket!) I once lost a 17th-century pendant crucifix from the Thames Foreshore that I had only picked up an hour before. I vowed to never lose a good find ever again. 

We also needed another spade but my preferred tool was out of stock at the store nearby home and so we had to make do with a puny trowel in the meantime, or rather I had to!

In the house, her pristine new machine, made my old Laser look like some kind of antique! However, looks can be deceptive and out in the field, it was soon apparent that the Laser outperformed the XP on a number of scores, the first of which became apparent when I saw Judy creating an ever-widening spread of soil.  I went over to help her and she said that she'd lost the signal somewhere and could not find it again with either the 150 or with the carrot. She swept both across the area and sure enough, neither registered a signal. 

And so, I asked her to remove both the detector and the probe from the area while I swept the B1 over the same. The signal it gave was loud and clear and was certainly a 'digger'. Having located the item I then set to work with the 150 which utterly failed to locate it. And then I went to work with the probe which also failed until I had spotted the target by eye which was a tiny scrap of aluminium. I had to push the tip of the probe right on top of it before it beeped ...

The second problem was that when a target was located which was actually a large chunk of iron that it could not screen out completely then it would register as a perfectly positive signal no matter how close the coil got to the target. This is because of the way the 150 works. It seems that a signal is either a good one, or it does not sound at all. It's either there, or it's not. 

Judy was having trouble digging such a target at depth. One pass of the B1 dismissed it as the junk that it certainly was by means of a cracked signal. Of course, there's no point in leaving such junk in the ground on your own fields and so it was removed. However, at a detecting rally, I would want to pass such junk by as quickly as possible, not have to dig for ten minutes and then cart it around with me! The 150 would demand that it be dug ...

The third problem was that I always run my detectors without headphones. This is because once I was using headphones with a threshold tone detector — the C Scope 770D — and could have easily lost my life to a very angry bull who I did not hear approaching me from behind. I have been averse to the use of them ever since. 

The loudspeaker tone of the B1 is loud, high pitched and very insistent. When you get a signal you are aware of it even near busy roads and motorways. It says "Dig me!" The tone of the loudspeaker of the 150, by comparison, is mid-pitched, rather too quiet for my liking and somewhat vague to my ears. It says "You can dig me if you like...'

It's too early to dismiss the 150 and the carrot. I will have to use them myself and experiment with settings (and God forbid! headphones!) to establish how best to use them both. For Judy's first outing I had set up the 150 'wide-open' just as I would usually set up the B1 for my own use — maximum sensitivity and minimum discrimination. This may not be the best way with the 150 on this land and it may have cost her a few targets. 

I don't know as yet and I am keeping an open mind, but I will report back after my own field test is completed.

Polly's Parlour — Victorian & Edwardian Branded Shirt Buttons

Some time ago I met a local man who I had never met before upon the modern bridge that spans the stream that runs through the bottom of our current fields of interest. We talked about fish — because I was then very interested in this stream and its fishes because it does hold good stocks of them these days due to its current state of rude health. According to this ancient fella — when he was a very small boy, he and his friends swam and paddled there and discovered that it held populations of 'stony loaches', which is a tale that would have been true, for it once did (and it even may now!) 

And then the conversation moved along ...

He then told me that the general area of the stream that we now stood above was once known as 'Polly's Parlour' and was a place where people came 'to enjoy themselves' — which intrigued me no end... What on earth could 'Polly's Parlour' have been? What would have prompted such a name when there was nothing of a parlour nor anything like a parlour to be seen there?

The field that has been producing evidence of 'people enjoying themselves' directly abutts the area described, and given that it might have been part of Polly's Parlour or even Polly's Parlour' itself, then I have named it as such! 

Every field needs a good name, don't you think? And 'Polly's Parlour' is a very evocative name indeed!

What I hadn't banked on was becoming a collector of old shirt buttons. It's not that I have a particular want to —  it's just that they are frequent finds in Polly's Parlour and so a collection is forming of its own volition!

What is interesting about these shirt buttons is that some carry the names of the local drapers and outfitters who sewed them upon their shirts as a means of brand advertising. There's H J Nicoll of 39 New Street (Birmingham), Sadler of Birmingham, two that may carry brand names but are too corroded to decipher (yet!) and the star find, Goldie Brothers of Coventry. 

Two others are inscribed with 'Best Ring Edge' and 'Our Own Make' and the rest are plain.

They remind me somewhat of 17th inn & traders tokens, in that they may carry evidence of merchants, some of whom may be obscure or even unknown at the present. I cannot yet discover anything about 'Goldie Brothers' and their company nor Sadler of Birmingham and theirs, but a little research may fulfil that need. However, H J Nicoll of 39 New Street was very easy because they were a large company with seven outlets in five cities including Paris. Very swanky!

What I am wondering is this; shirt buttons are detached from a man's shirt through exertions, and what else does a red-blooded male do in the parlour of a woman named Polly, besides exert himself?

Maybe I have too rich an imagination...

Polly's Parlour — Emerging Patterns and Encouraging Ratios

By spending a couple of two-hour sessions on one particular field I had begun to establish an idea about what activities had taken place there in the past and what could be expected of it in the future. The finds made thus far indicated that the land had not seen much activity prior to the end of the 19th Century. There was a conical lead loom-weight which could date to pretty much any period from Roman to Post Medieval, the top of a tinned brass trefoil spoon dating to the 17th Century and some kind of belt attachment which was once gilded which probably dates to the Medieval period. That's not a lot to draw conclusions from...

The material from late Victorian through Edwardian times till perhaps the 1950's — seems to be telling me that the land was then grassland, that sometimes people came there to relax by the river and that they also brought their children along. Many lost shirt buttons, two general service buttons, a few coins, a silver finger ring, a seaside souvenir and two toys. Just the kinds of things that people tend to lose when they're picnicking.

I thought that a third session might prove my theory — and I was not to be proven wrong!

If you look closely then you will see that this coin has been struck with a decorative motif identical to that impressed upon the Tudor period lead cloth seal found just a few days before. Now there's a coincidence!

The first find proper was a coin — a silver 'Gothic' florin of Victoria in very worn condition — and this would have been lost during exactly the period that I had imagined. It's a real shame about the condition of this coin because it is one of the most attractive ever minted, in my opinion. It's only the second example I have found in my career. Not at all common, and I was very pleased with finding the fourth silver item from the group of fields to date, because there's a very good ratio emerging (one silver item every two hours!) and if it keeps up then gold will surely follow.

Amazingly, the next good find was another toy! A little deer sitting on its haunches. More evidence of the presence of children and another addition to my now burgeoning lead toy collection. Also, there's another good pattern and ratio emerging here. Finding toys is one of the real joys of detecting in my book and finding fields that will provide them is not at all easy, is it?  

The dogs really do enjoy detecting. They just love it! There's a field to explore, a river to swim about in and best of all —a pond to get really filthy dirty in. What more could a springer spaniel ask for?

The rest of the session's find were remarkably similar to those found before. The same mix of coins, shirt buttons and another general service button, along with a broken gilt wreath with red enamel inlay that probably once surrounded maybe a badge and lastly a very corroded wristwatch. 

There's another small object that at first, I had down as a drawer handle. It is not — because, there are no signs of a screw hole. Maybe it's a collar stud and a cheap one at that? I do not know. 

Polly's Parlour — Two Equestrian Keepers in the Same Day!

Another couple of hours out and about on the field that produced a brace of silver items last time around and within minutes of switching on and swinging about - up popped something which was clearly figural and in the round. These are the very best kinds of find in my book and I really do not care about which period they may hail from. If it's 'in the round' ...

Then give me these any day of the week. Sculpture is always the best! 

It was a toy and an equestrian figure, clearly. Maybe a Native American, but covered in soil and somewhat distorted it was quite hard to be absolutely sure. With such a white patina and so very heavy for its size then it was obviously made of lead. It was also quite substantial at two-inches in length. I have never found a lead toy quite so large in my detecting career — those few that I have discovered have been half the size or less.

Pocketing the find and moving on, I found the field to be what I had come to expect - lots of aluminium trash but then the occasional find worth considering. That's enough, should the finds,  prove interesting when and if they come. A field can be very sparse, as you know. Some fields can appear almost barren of worthwhile finds upon your first impression. What keeps me going through the lean times is 'finds rate'. Should that be high enough then the field is always worthwhile ...

But how to measure such a thing?

That's another article, for another time.

A little later, another article of 'sculpture' arose from the earth. Two in the one day! And again, an equestrian ...

What are the chances...?

Slim, and very!

Though I have always known about this particular find as a possibility — to this day I had never found an example for myself. It depicts the Victorian champion jockey, Fred Archer, "the greatest all-round jockey that the turf has ever seen". I cannot do full justice to this piece here — John Winter, Deputy Editor of 'The Searcher' magazine, has already covered the subject of the once very famous man who is depicted in this Victorian pewter pencil topper, and in detail.

Check it out here!

https://www.johnwinter.net/jw/2016/02/detectorists-jockeying-beyond-the-beep/

Thames Mudlarking — The Final Solution to a Finial Problem

The cast-iron finial from a railing found on the Thames Foreshore at Queenhithe
many moons ago. An object that had defied my identification attempts ever since.

A few weeks ago we stayed overnight at a hotel in the area of St James Park, London, and the next morning we decided to go out and look for a local cafe where we could get ourselves breakfast. 

Could we find anywhere local? 

No, we could not! 

We crossed the river via Westminster Bridge and eventually wound up in a cafe somewhere beyond Elephant & Castle and there we sat down. It was rather expensive — the menu poncified to an extreme. I do not need to know the names of both the pig and the man who reared the pig who made my bacon! But I have to say, it was very tasty... 

Afterwards, we wandered back through the streets of South London in the general direction of the river at Jubilee Gardens, when I was stopped in my tracks by the decorated stone capital of a church gate post.

I had seen something familiar!

It was decorated with an ornamental motif that bore a striking resemblance to something that I had once found on the Thames Foreshore and that had been knocking about the house for decades. I had always known that it was a cast-iron railhead finial - that much was obvious - but I had never seen anything similar to it upon any railing anywhere in the city. And London has a lot of railings to see...

I was so preoccupied with the capital that it took a while before I dropped my eyes to the gate itself,  and saw that its finials and those of the entire railing surrounding the church were of the same design — and so very similar that I now believe that they were cast from the same mould.

The only difference was that every finial had a longer point than mine and so it was clear that it had broken off at some point. I checked around and eventually found one that had also had its point broken away whilst in situ. A perfect match!

The church is St Johns, Waterloo, which was built in 1822-24 to the designs of Francis Octavius Bedford. in the increasingly unfashionable Anglican Greek Revival style of architecture. During WW2 it was struck by a bomb, suffered considerable damage, and was left as an open wreck for a decade thereafter. It was finally restored in 1950.

I wonder if my finial was one that was blown away from the railing in the blast? 

If so, then I very much doubt that it flew as a red-hot missile from Waterloo all the way to the City of London. Surely must've got there by another means entirely! 

Polly's Parlour — Engraved Silver Plaque of Britannia Pier, Great Yarmouth. 1858-99

Engraved silver plaque — Britannia Pier, Great Yarmouth, circa 1858-99.  34 mm. 

The engraved oval-shaped silver plaque that was discovered a couple of days ago has turned out to be very interesting. As you can see by the inscription at the top, the scene is of 'Britannia Pier' which is located in Great Yarmouth on the Norfolk coast. The pier opened to the public in 1858, was reduced in length by a ship collision one year later and was storm damaged in 1869. It was finally demolished in 1899 and its replacement built 1900. This later pier suffered a sequence of catastrophic fires - on no less than four occasions destroying the successive grand pavilions and ballrooms. This is a pier with a chequered history, however, it still remains in Yarmouth to this day. 

The plaque is a scene of the original pier and so it dates between 1858 and 1899. It compares very well to a contemporary photograph taken from a similar viewpoint (above) and may predate it because the gaslamp was not depicted with its surrounding ring of iron railing (and nor with its cap!). 

This is not by the hand of a trained artist but rather an amateur enthusiast or a perhaps a Yarmouth souvenir maker. Albeit naive, it is nevertheless charming. I think there may be two figures depicted and if so then the one in the foreground even seems to have its own shadow. There are also a series of feint gridlike striations in the background that may have been an attempt at depicting a ship's rigging, but may simply be damage incurred in use. It's hard to tell. 

Also, it is worth mentioning that the plaque blank itself was crudely fashioned because it is covered in small indentations and seems to have been formed by hammering. I do not think it was engraved upon a piece of manufactured sheet silver - perhaps a worn sixpence or shilling was pressed into service for the piece? And what is it from? At this moment I do not know exactly but I reckon it hails from a small wooden box or pocket case and was held in place with probably a mastic because there are no signs of attachment upon the reverse side. 

However, the find is only a couple of days out of the ground. Time will tell!

Polly's Parlour — A Brace of Silver and a Blue Coat Button

There are three arable fields on the new patch and two have been searched enough to give a sense of how productive they might be in the future. Field 1 I think to be no good for much, but of course, you must never write a field off too early because any field may produce something special given time. Field 2 looks more promising and has produced already an item that dates probably to the sixteenth-century, which is by far the earliest find yet made.

Today I visited field 3 expecting to be just like field 2 because they abutt each, and in many ways it was. I encountered the very same spread of aluminium trash wherever I went together with the occasional chunk of anti-aircraft shrapnel — and this is clearly something that we will have to endure for so long as we search this patch of land.

I recieved a soft wide signal that just kept growing in size and scale and loudness as I continued to dig down and down in ever-widening circles. You have to keep going — such a thing might well be a hoard or a bronze helmet or a sword, or just about anything truly fabulous! 

I finally found the object on the top of the subsoil at about fourteen inches and it looked like bronze so I was very careful about extracting it. Unfortunately, as with most signals that go so very deep, it was disappointing. What it was I had absolutely no idea ... apart from the fact that it was certainly rubbish!

Later the ground gave up something better in the form of a silver buckle ring. It was broken but is repairable and it probably dates to the latter part of the nineteenth century. When I get the time I'll research the hallmarks and the maker's mark and give it a firm date and origin.

I'm always pleased to find finger rings and anything made of silver is always a bonus. The next find was very interesting indeed, and again of silver. An oval plaque that when wiped with a finger showed a hand-engraved scene and at the top —an inscription. More food for thought! And more research work for my busy digits!

There were a few more finds of interest to come. A lead loom weight, three shirt buttons, a crusty penny, a brooch that has seen better days but is something that originated from a Victorian church in our village - Salem Baptist. And then a small button that I reckon dates to the early nineteenth-century and is of the 'Birmingham Blue Coat School'.

My aim for any day's detecting is to come home with one decent artefact and one nice inscribed object be it coin, button or whatever. So, all in all, these two short hours were very well spent in my opinion.

Lead Cloth Seals — Augsburg, Germany, with Pine Cone Heraldic Badge. 1500-1650.

Lead cloth seal— Augsburg, Germany, with pine
cone heraldic badge. 1500-1650.  18mm.

The little coin-like object that at first, I believed was a button, on closer inspection turned out to be a cloth seal — what I thought was a crumpled and compressed loop on the reverse was actually a letter 'A' with a crooked bar. 

What could be more Post-Medieval than that? 

I thought that it might take some time to research, but I could not have been more wrong. I asked Judy to Google 'lead cloth seal' just so that she could understand what such a thing was used for and what they looked like in general, and hey presto! 

There it was! Another example! City of Augsburg, Germany!

Arms of Augsburg

I love lead finds when they carry interesting designs. I had this down as a pineapple but it's not one of those - it's a pine cone - and what I believed might be Prince of Wales feathers on top, just a very stylised interpretation of the capital of a column. I also had the whole design upside down in my head. The pine cone is supposed to be viewed upright.

Judy loves it. She has already begun to construct the story that lies behind its presence in our fields. 

That's what finds are for, surely? They are food for the imagination.



References
https://finds.org.uk/database/artefacts/record/id/717337
https://finds.org.uk/database/artefacts/record/id/778443
https://finds.org.uk/database/artefacts/record/id/589636
https://finds.org.uk/database/artefacts/record/id/882758
https://finds.org.uk/database/artefacts/record/id/233781

Pineapple Feathers

Freddy carrying a brick in his mouth that he'd picked up in the stream at the bottom of the field.  Molly is still down there looking for one of her own. Quite why my dogs love to pull stones and bricks out of rivers I do not know but they take it very seriously! When I eventually reached the bottom of the field myself, the ground was strewn with them.

Another solo mission yesterday afternoon and on a different field than before. Time slot there was three hours and I decided that I would measure my recovery rate. I dug a total of 90 signals of which 15 were worthwhile finds, a few large chunks of iron, some shrapnel and the rest the scrap aluminium which seems to litter all of these fields. How it got to be there is now obvious to me because there are no specific concentrations of it and only an even spread that extends pretty much everywhere — therefore it was thrown out in muck-spreading operations. 

I still have to get to the bottom of the mystery of the IKEA cam locks of which we've now found five...

Thirty recoveries per-hour is good going. On my best Medieval fields down in Essex, I'd be lucky to get thirty in a full session of six hours! Mind you, out of those thirty a good hammered coin was always likely and a few artefacts inevitable. 

I've already decided that the first field we searched was probably lawned at some point and saw light activity during the nineteenth and early twentieth centuries. The mix of coinage found there was just what I'd expect from parkland. This new field showed a typical mix of finds that was the same as I'd expect from any random arable field, anywhere — a few 18th century tombac buttons, what I think is a uniface jetton, a harness stud, a hollow pewter item that is probably from a flagon or similar, an oil lamp wick winder, and a heavy bronze vessel handle fragment. 

Only when I reached the bottom of the field did I find anything out of the ordinary run of things. Firstly, a large silver coin that appeared from the ground reverse side up. Obscured by adhering soil, the design could have been that of any milled silver coin from the 1690's until the early 20th Century. It was one of the latest! An Edward V florin. 

A few minutes later another circular coin-like object appeared and without reading-glasses, just for a second, I thought it was a Roman siliqua. With reading-glasses, it was apparent that it was not one of those but rather a lead button with a curious design upon its face...

A pineapple? An upside-down pineapple with Prince of Wales feathers atop it? 

Whatever it was, I liked it!

Don't Mention the 'L' Word

Are you lucky,  or what?

Judy's technique improves swiftly, I must say! She's a willing student and I'm intent upon driving home the fine points of good practise, but of course, at this time there's a very large discrepancy between our abilities in the matters of locating, digging, isolating and pocketing targets at speed.

When I returned from a solo mission on the field that she had worked the evening before, she was astonished that during the same time slot of an hour and a half, I'd returned home with no less than eight items worth keeping compared to her total of just one... which she promptly lost!

"Jeff, how could you have been so lucky?"

"Judy, banish that word from your lips right now!"

"Which word?"

"The 'L' word! This is never a matter of that, and if you ever start believing that it is, then you will begin to fail. Once upon a time I did this every day of the week that I could spare and did it for fifteen years continuously. Let me tell you this — the 'L' word does not enter into it — detecting is simply a game of numbers. The only reason that I found more than you is that I dug more than you, and probably in the order of five times as much!"

Edward VII half penny 1907, General Service button 1902-52, lead token, 'Land of Leather' brass tag - 1990's. Napoleon III 5 centime 1856, Part of an 18th-century shoe buckle, George III cartwheel penny, racing pigeon ring 2002, and the worst find of the day... some kind of trashy aluminium finger ring that when dug looked as if it was made of silver.

Of course, this happens to be true. I recover items quickly because I know that these barley fields will close come sowing time and will not open again till this time next year. I want a clear picture of what their potential might be by then and so I want to uncover as much information as I can in the time available this season. It is a brief window of opportunity that cannot be frittered away upon delays.

Time flies!

However, I do not fly across a field blindly thrashing away at the job.  I'll walk slowly and detect lowly, dig swiftly and accurately and isolate an item from the soil by rapid division of the clump that it resides within. With wide overlapping swings of the coil that do not rise above the ground at their extremities, I just don't miss anything in my path. I will also dig 'iffy' signals that others might consider not worthwhile simply because so many in the past had turned out to be positive once a few inches of surface soil had been removed...

Hence the title of this blog... 

Judy cannot hope to match such speed in the short term and should not even try to. Bad habits are so easy to acquire but are so very hard to eliminate later and so for the time being she must endeavour to perfect good technique - and take her time over it. If so, then surely the finds will come for her!