There’s a resurgence of interest into the work of Graham Hancock with the release (already in the UK, forthcoming in the US) of the long-awaited follow-up to his classic Fingerprints of the Gods. Entitled Magicians of the Gods: The Forgotten Wisdom of Earth’s Lost Civilization, it has a whole new generation of readers and journalists asking questions about a forgotten civilization, including Rupert Hawksley at the Telegraph (who definitely is not a fan):
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When I eventually reach Graham Hancock’s house, I am late and out of breath. The amateur archaeologist lives in a grand slab of a place halfway up one of Bath’s lung-busting hills and I have been struggling with a bag full of his bestselling books.
The 65-year-old opens his imposing front door, waves away my apologies, and ushers me straight down to his study, which is spilling over with books and expensive-looking curiosities. He offers me a cup of coffee and enquires about my journey.