Sorry, I'm just having fun here. Unlike Spitfires buried in Asia this is the real deal. They really have found Richard III buried under a carpark. The last Plantagenet king of England. It's astonishing and a truly remarkable piece of archeology.
Now you can be a cynic BA. After all, for a citizen of a republic dosen't this represent some sort of metaphor on the future of all monarchies; buried under a carpark? Or perhaps Shelley is more appropriate;
" I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: "Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown
And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear:
`My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings:
Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!'
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level sands stretch far away".
Wonder what did happen to his feet?