On the morning off April 1 2015 a labourer, digging in the limestone and shale of the Blue Ilias (some where near Lyme Regis) made an incredible discovery.
He found an ancient mobile phone. An odd looking Nokia.
Experts were astonished to find that the 48 messages recovered from the SIM card were texts sent between Mary Anning and her friend Charlotte Murchison circa Nov 1833.
It has been hypothesised that Mary purposely buried her Nokia, hoping it would – at some future date – be discovered, dug up and recovered, as a fossiled record of her Once Upon A Time on earth.
The Nokia is now housed in the Paleontology Dept of The Natural History Museum, London.
It will remain there forever.
Mary 1
Dear Lottie
Forgive me for not replying sooner
But I have been in shock these last 24 hours
Lottie 1
Mary….wonderful to hear from you
I was anxious lest you had mistook my previous message
But now I hear you have befallen
On some misfortune…..
Mary 2
Misfortune is too weak a construction
Tragic would be more apt
Lottie 2
Why pray?!….. Oh pray to God it is not….
Mary 3
My Tray, dear dog,
my digger of dinosaurs,
my old faithful….
Lottie 3
Dearest…dearest…
Mary 4
Is no more.
Lottie 4
Oh my dear sweet Mary
What on earth has happened?
Mary 5
The earth has happened.
The earth has fallen
Lottie 5
What do you mean dearest?
Mary 6
I hardly know what I mean today
I mean
He has been buried in cliff
Lottie 6
That is dreadful….utterly so…..
Mary 7
He is beneath….Oh…Oh….. I cannot bear it….
Lottie 7
Indeed not…. Indeed…
Were you near dear?
Mary 8
I was… I was but a stones throw away
And were I where he had been….
I would have suffered the same monstrous fate.
Lottie 8
Oh My Lord!
That is something one cannot bear thinking on
Mary 9
One cannot
And one dare not!
Nightmare visions flash before ones minds eye
Lottie 9
Oh sweetest Mary… how could this have happened?
To you…. to whomst Tray was the most devoted companion
Mary 10
And I to him dear Lottie
Not a morn would pass when Tray and I would not
Peruse the cliffs together
In industrious harmony
Lottie 10
But you have not deserved this!
Not in one jot have you deserved to be thus so cruelly blighted
Mary 11
Yet maybe it is my fate to bear it
For this world has used me ill
Lottie 11
To such cruelty your wont has always been to… add kindness…
Mary 12
And yet inwardly I rage…to be so slighted….
Lottie 12
By those bewhiskered old fossilists? …
Mary 13
Yes, those men have sucked my brains… .. it is true…
Lottie 13
Indeed it is….you have not been given due respect… for all your earnest endeavours
Mary 14
They have furnished themselves of my findings most disgracefully.
Lottie 14
Such cunning gentlemen….. who gad around OUR cliffs…
Mary 15
Bespoiling our sediment
We are at the mercy of any clever headed toff
Lottie 15
Too eager to infiltrate our lovely coast and county
To squat our rocks, to scowl and scoff
Mary 16
I have never receive one jot of recompense…. of reward…
Lottie 16
You who have engraved the bones of antiquity!
With your love and devotion!
Mary 17
To scrabble and scratch upon hard rock
But to have received scant recognition
It hurts!
Lottie 17
The sacrifice of all our womenfolk
Good and true
To suffer men’s contempt
Mary 18
The World is it seems against us
Is against us all
Lottie 18
We are to be sidelined, made anonymous … forgot
Mary 19
I was not destined to have the benefices that accord with a calm and contented life
Lottie 19
A mere footnote in man-made history….
Is our thankless lot
Mary 20
And now this.
Poor little Tray no more.
I am distraught. I am as well as dead.
Lottie 20
You will recover!
Mary 21
I am as eviscerated as the driest bone
I am skeletal.
A hollow fossil.
Lottie 21
You will find another!
Mary 22
I wish to be as dead as the deadest dodo.
Give me oblivion.
Make me Jurassic
Lottie 22
As good as little Tray to be your lover!
Mary 23
I wish to be where dear Tray was.
I wish to be dinosaured into extinction
Lottie 23
Why do I bother?!!!…..
Mary 24
I will bury….. my……
Lottie 24
….Mary?……Mary?!……. MARY!!!!…..
Oh Lord Almighty…..God!!……
Get over it!
It was just a dog!!!
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