The Silures were a powerful and warlike tribe or tribal confederation of ancient Britain, occupying what is now south east Wales and perhaps some adjoining areas. They were bordered to the north by the Ordovices; to the east by the Dobunni; and to the west by the Demetae.
According to Tacitus's biography of Agricola, the Silures usually had a dark complexion and curly hair. Due to their appearance, Tacitus believed they had crossed over from Spain at an earlier date.
Jordanes, in his Origins and Deeds of the Goths, describes the Silures.
The Iron Age hillfort at Llanmelin near Caerwent has sometimes been suggested as a pre-Roman tribal centre, but the view of most archaeologists is that the people who became known as the Silures were a loose network of groups with some shared cultural values, rather than a centralised society. Although the most obvious physical remains of the Silures are hillforts such as those at Llanmelin and Sudbrook, there is also archaeological evidence of roundhouses at Gwehelog, Thornwell (Chepstow) and elsewhere, and evidence of lowland occupation notably at Goldcliff.
Silures Bobo-Dioulasso was a Burkinabé football club based in Bobo-Dioulasso. In the seventies it was the leading team of the Upper Volta. It went out of existence in 1982.
I got a call from you, and I’m all right.
I just wanna go outside and ride my bike.
If I’m not at your house in twenty seconds flat,
there’s something wrong.
You know there’s something wrong.
Forgive me if my tenses aren’t right.
I’m fighting time instead of watching it go by.
The walk to our bus stop got longer every day.
You’re late for school.
I’ll never get to you.
I’ll never get to you.
We rode home, and we took the long way back.
What is a bad day for you my friend?
Yeah.
We rode home and we took the long way back.
We were killing time, and no one seemed to mind.
Didn’t take much to get me out of bed.
In the morning when I woke up I’d be in
my basement listening to High/Low every day before the sun.
And I’m good with everyone.
And I’m good with everyone.
We rode home, and we took the long way back.
What is a bad day for you my friend?
Yeah.
We rode home and we took the long way back.
We were killing time,
and no one seemed to mind.
No one seemed to mind
that we were killing…
We would always say
we’d never end up this way.
Sorry I can’t remember now.
We used to come this way a lot.
Yeah, more often than not.
Sorry I can’t remember now.
Sorry I…
We rode home, and we took the long way back.
What is a bad day for you my friend?
Yeah.
We rode home, and we took the long way back.
We were killing time,
and no one seemed to mind.