The Red Lady was, in fact, a male in his 20s.

The sea was, of course, miles away 30,000 years ago.

One supposition is that "she" died hunting the mammoth, some of whose bones were ritualistically laid at "her" side.

Lay me in the sacred cavern

By the softly surfing sea

Let the dank and distant whisper

Ease the fire that burns in me.

Tell the Beast I bear no malice

She and I are of one flesh

Mine to feed the gulls and shore crabs

Hers to feed my bretheren.

Can you hear the Old Folk calling?

From the shadows of the cave?

In the surf that swells the sea-shore?

In the crying of the terns?

Predator and prey together;

I killed her as she killed me;

Let me lie beside the Beast bones

That our spirits may be one