In the same district, near to what must be the most delightfully situated racecourse in the land is the Trundle Hill, Goodwood, which takes its name from an ancient British earthwork on the summit, where is buried Aaron’s golden calf, upon which His Satanic Majesty keeps a paternal eye. To quote Clare Jerrold:
“People know very well where it is – I could show you the place any day.”
“Why don’t you dig it up then?”
“Oh, that is not allowed; He would not let me.”
“Well, has any one ever tried?”
“Oh, yes: but it is never there when you look; He moves it away.”
Hastings and St Leonard’s Observer, 1st August 1936.