I once put a photo of Simon Howe in a National Parks Centre exhibition. I never thought it would sell, of course - I mean who wants a burial mound hanging in their dining room? Damn me, within an hour of first day opening, a woman exclaimed 'Oh, my nephew's called Simon Howe'. And she bought it!

Wasn't there one called 'Geoffrey' too, apparently when it was in use it left the nation in a right old financial state.

....Is that my coat I hear calling :-)