British Archaeology , no 10, December 1995: Interview Simon Denison talks to Francis Pryor This shepherd won't follow the flock He said he was the world's worst photographic subject, because he couldn't keep his face still for a moment. `Oh, and Christ, Maisie will kill me, 'cause I haven't combed my hair . . .' So far, so good. The man who can't feign an unctious smile, and who maintains a tousled appearance despite his wife's strictures, is Francis Pryor - a man as well known for his outspoken opinions, and his maverick refusal to conform to archaeology's `safe, middle- class culture' (as he puts it), as for his remarkable work at Flag Fen, the famous Bronze Age site near Peterborough which he found, and has excavated for over a dozen years. Green-jacketed, check-shirted, he is an upper-class countryman, a part-time sheep farmer as well as a prehistorian, disdainful of shallow urbanities and without much conventional ambition. We pace about Flag Fen on a bright, cold winter afternoon, at a time when the place is empty of visitors, a silent, watery outpost amid acres of flat dark soil. He is master of this, his own small domain, and it suits him well. Francis Pryor claims to be unemployable, because of his inability to tolerate a superior telling him what to do. Yet, recently elevated to the Ancient Monuments Advisory Committee (AMAC) at English Heritage, he has now been invited to deliver, next month, the first lecture sponsored by the British Archaeological Awards. Does it all mean that he's sliding peacefully, in middle age, into a cosy place in the establishment? `Good God, I hope not. I'll still be a rebel on AMAC,' he promised, ominously. | |
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