Well, I say my horse, I’m just borrowing him really. He likes to visit schools with me. Children love horses, even skeletal ones.

He’s called Henry and he was a working horse from medieval Aberdeen in Scotland. We can tell he was a he because of his wee canine teeth. He was an old fellow when he died and it appears that he was mostly recycled. There are a couple of de-fleshing, cutmarks by the eye socket and none of his other bones were found, though there were indications of glue making nearby.