I guess all this depends on our myths relating to our ancestors. I have just been up near the town of Glen Innes which has a Celtic circle of standing granite stones in the local recreation area. This is periodically used for highland games solstice ceremonies and the odd sacrifice. it all relates to the presumed Scottish heritage of the settlers of the 1830s (who no doubt viewed the Aborigines as heathens).
The site I was working on was in a squatting run called Wellington Vale the original squatter being some obscure relative of the great duke and so the landscape is dotted with places referring to his victories which no doubt was intended to remind visitors of this relationship (except for the tin miners who named their town Vegetable Creek).
Of course I was brought up on the myth of the young pretender and view those Saxe-Coburg von Gotha's as nothing more than euro-trash. I was also encouraged to remember Glencoe and never trust a Campbell. All this is a 1000000 miles from life in Australia but forms a deep part of my inherited world view. Like most things my father taught me the truth is somewhat different but less attractive.
As for King Arthur - the only Arthurian film worth even considering watching is the Holy Grail
Iain Stuart
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