On a rural back road, just north of the small village of Brandsby in North Yorkshire, you come across The City of Troy. On the verge. Fenced off, and no more than 20 feet square. It's a delicate, ancient turf maze - the smallest of the handful surviving. I came across it over Christmas - I was staying at a farm cottage a mile or two away and heard tell of this old maze, Roman it was said though I suspect this is much more recent (not that there's any certainty about the date).
These mazes were often named after Troy, says the Wikipedia entry, because of the legend that the ancient city's walls were so complex and confusing that no-one finding their way in would be able to get out again.
The distinctly dated plaque states that the maze, or at least its naming, suggests an early association between Yorkshire and Scandinavia. But hang on a moment, I thought Troy was ...
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