I don't think he's referring to the Scottish Megaraks here. After all, some of us would argue that the term actually derives from one of our own, Alligator Descartes, who coined the phrase (despite what Mr Burnham may claim). Anyone who has attended any Scottish Megarak meet (and we're proud to call ourselves Megaraks) will know that there is little in the way of Trainspotting (another famous Scottish term) or engineering in our analysis of sites. True believers in pylon theory, the progenitors of seal-barking, and our worship of the Pudding Goddess lay waste his theories of pure anorakism. We may use the technological marvels of GPS to ascertain our position (in Martin's case, usually several miles away from where we intended to be). We may indeed attempt several sites in one sitting (for which read driving/walking). But it's not about ticking wee boxes. The Scottish Megaraks encompass almost every daft belief and theory about the Stones under the sun. We do it because they're there, they give us a grounding in our sense of self. And it's a good excuse to eat puddings.

Death to the unbelievers!

Haw haw haw!