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Britain's beep-beep boys are not exactly known for their literary skills, so it is rare that any of them get anything published outside the narrow realm of hobby publishers. One tekkie however has managed to bring out a novel apparently based on artefact hunting (the author pointedly assures readers there is no 'bad language' in the book). It is called "The Three Tiles" ("a remarkable account of what was, what is and what just might be") and is published by Greenlight Publishing in Witham Essex (publishers of Treasure Hunting magazine, Britain's leading monthly magazine all about metal detecting in the UK and some 40 books all about metal detecting). The blurb does not make it very clear what the book is about, something about a crashed WW2 plane, a buried treasure on English soil that Hitler tried to get his hands on (of course, the Nazis) and "fascinating timeline connections", "fate, legend and myth" and so on (do I detect Newark Torc overtones here too?). The blurb is depicted as written on a piece of scorched paper with the edges burnt off - like a kiddies'-play "Treasure map' - remember?
Its author Julian Evan-Hart posits that there are those among us who want to prevent some "True British History" being revealed.
Vignette: Vespasian(?) hiding among the lurid blood-and-gore imagery of the cover. Is it the Jerusalem Temple Treasure?
Britain's beep-beep boys are not exactly known for their literary skills, so it is rare that any of them get anything published outside the narrow realm of hobby publishers. One tekkie however has managed to bring out a novel apparently based on artefact hunting (the author pointedly assures readers there is no 'bad language' in the book). It is called "The Three Tiles" ("a remarkable account of what was, what is and what just might be") and is published by Greenlight Publishing in Witham Essex (publishers of Treasure Hunting magazine, Britain's leading monthly magazine all about metal detecting in the UK and some 40 books all about metal detecting). The blurb does not make it very clear what the book is about, something about a crashed WW2 plane, a buried treasure on English soil that Hitler tried to get his hands on (of course, the Nazis) and "fascinating timeline connections", "fate, legend and myth" and so on (do I detect Newark Torc overtones here too?). The blurb is depicted as written on a piece of scorched paper with the edges burnt off - like a kiddies'-play "Treasure map' - remember?Its author Julian Evan-Hart posits that there are those among us who want to prevent some "True British History" being revealed.
"For two thousand years something had been deeply buried in a large Oxfordshire field? (sic) Some might argue that it should never have been searched for or indeed disturbed if it was eventually located. Whilst others say that to discover it would reveal (sic) a massive contribution to the knowledge of our country's heritage".The author apparently wants us to believe that the book is a cross therefore between the Da Vinci Code for beep-beep boys and that Kit Williams "Masquerade" armchair treasure hunt:
Are there cleverly hidden and disguised clues based on fact within this book? If there are, then could you the reader have a chance to be involved yourself in this climactic discovery that will simply re-write history as we know it and could affect thousands if not millions of lives? Perhaps it will indeed be just one fortunate reader who along with the elements of pure luck and fate will finally contribute and determine the true and factual ending of this remarkable account. If this doesn't make you want to rush out and buy a metal detector and become one of those who unearth the vital long lost secrets of our ancient history then nothing will.Hooray, more metal detectorists in Britain, just what everybody needs. Mr Hart Evans seems to believe that archaeologists and historians have contributed very little to our knowledge of the past for he says that without thousands of detectorists ..."knowledge of our heritage would be a very bare boned entity indeed". He himself however once declared on the Assemblage blog (now sadly deleted) that he is not a PAS recorder.
Vignette: Vespasian(?) hiding among the lurid blood-and-gore imagery of the cover. Is it the Jerusalem Temple Treasure?
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