What are you babbling on about? Are you suggesting racial memory? Because I'm not! I'm talking about oral history. About people sitting around fires and telling stories they heard from their grandparents, who heard them from their grandparents, and so on as far back as the development of speech.

Humans tell stories, and they tell them based on their experiences first. My parents told me about growing up in the Second World War. I passed those stories along to my children, along with my own about growing up in the 60s and 70s. All those stories are now being passed along to my grandchildren by my children, with their own additions. The tales change. bits will be added, bits wil be left out or forgotten, in a hundred generations, they will be unrecognisable, in a thousand, they will be myths, legends and folklore until some far-future archaeologist discovers a copy of "Sergeant Pepper" and theorises that four musicians are the true origin of Jhone, Jorge, Phall and Rhunga, the Four Beadles of legend who travelled from Penny Lane to the Strawberry Fields in their Yellow Submarine to retrieve Princess Lu Si's Sky Diamonds from the Nowhere Man.

I'm sorry if your sense of logic is offended. But when modern scientific discoveries overlap with ancient legends to such an extent, then the questions I raise are worth asking. Is it coincidence, or isn't it? The search for King Arthur taught us so much about post-Roman Britain, even though it proved that Arthur wasn't real! Perhaps digging among these even older tales, armed with the knowledge of who these mythical beings might have really been, might tell us more about where our ancestors came from, how they related with other human species and hoew tey eventually became us. Or it might not. You don't know until you try.