Iain writes to say "Your recent posting of a picture of Simon Mercer on your blog was most welcome. His first appearance, I think. Simon was a good friend when we were at the Institute of Archaeology and over a couple of seasons at Crickley. He had a really surreal sense of humour and was a very kind and generous man. Simon seemed very shy on first meeting him, but, as I'm sure Crickley Hill Man remembers, he soon came out of himself after a few pints of cider. Previous mention has been made on the blog of the Institute digging song 'Four and Twenty Diggers', also sung at Crickley, and you may recall that Simon's verse ran as follows: 'Four and twenty diggers came down from Gordon Square, and when the dig was over they wondered who'd been there. Simon Mercer he was there, late for work again, we're glad the sale of cider stops at half past ten.'
As to the tale of Crickley Hill Man's teenage fall from grace under the tutelage of Simon, Dave Southwood and Robert Roberts, painted as the story of a sentimental education tainted by evil mentors, I think the seeds of your descent into a life of fun, drinking and romance were probably sown long before your first appearance on the hill." Steady on Dr Ferris or you'll be hearing from my solicitors ...
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