Notes on the prehistoric environment of the Syrian Djezireh

At that last stop we made, I asked one old fool who was leaning against a tree if he thought it was getting hotter, year by year. All he said was, ‘It’s always been hot skipper, since the day the world was made.’ ‘ And what day might that be?’, I asked him. ‘In the Ice Age, as I heard tell.’ That was his reply.