Great article!

Oh, if ONLY I could have a plague pet! I live in a province of Canada that has the (dubious?) honour of being the world's largest rat-free land mass, but that doesn't happen by accident. I really must write of this one day. No one believes me about the Rat Patrol. Even people who grew up here think that's my weird sense of humour and I have to prove it.

(In case you have a burning need to know more about this fascinating topic, far be it from me to leave you out in the cold:
https://www.alberta.ca/history-of-rat-control-in-alberta.aspx)

I initially misread the title to your article as "Rubido ruins guided tours." Good either way imho!

When I was a little girl, I remember the first time my Mother took me to see ruins. Since our province was only founded in 1905, there are not many around here. We were on vacation (where? I do not recall. England?) She said we were going to see ruins. It sounded like something negative. She seemed more enthusiastic than the word "ruin" warranted in my precocious child's brain.

If I had a slightly different personality, I might like to start a series "Harlow ruins guided tours" in which I go on guided tours and, in some way or another, ruin them. But... in a fun way! You know, such as revealing sordid details the tour operator was holding out on for propriety's sake. That might only be fun for me, however, and it might conflict with my ongoing quest not to get arrested (so far, so good).

Why are my comments so long? Real question, but no reply expected.