The children were tired and it was time to head home. As Karen bent down to get into the car she split her trousers.
‘Putting on weight?’ I asked.
‘No I’m not! It just goes to shoe how old and thin my trousers are’ she replied.
I thought better than to push the subject.
I explained that I wanted to try and find the stone setting but Karen was less than keen given her lack of modesty. I promised I would be quick.
We parked up and I headed across the moor to try to find the stones.
The grass was high and I knew the stones were low.
There were several rocks sticking out of the grass which gave me false alarms but I’m afraid that in the limited time I had I was unable to find the stone setting.
As with my experience with the Saith Maen Stone Row this was one I will have to re-visit. Not much luck with ‘old stone; hunting today. But I guess we all get days like this from time to time?
Posted by CARL
10th July 2013ce