> (snip) ..." like the Waggon & Horses pub is said to have a chair that tells the person sitting in it stories!"......Nice pub (at least it was at the end of the 80's - haven't been there since. I stopped there after visiting Waylands Smithy (where it was just me, the quiet and a mole a-pootling under the earth beneath my feet, Avebury (which I left sharpish due to the number of people present) and befor visiting Silbury for the first time (God! my age! The years!). Never knew about the chair - sounds a bit like the Sorting Hat in HP! There are a few choice sayings about us Debben Buys.
Personally, I think its fascinating how we have changed (progressed?) as a country, in all manner of ways including language (I still mean to learn Anglo-Saxon before all my brain cells turn to mush). But (and speaking as a middle aged grump here) we seem to deliberately sever ties with history, which leads us to think we are able to arse around with and trample over the sacred places that our unknown predeccessors left us: and thus the venerated Hill sags as if assailed by giant moles, and those who should do, prevaricate. Still, at least there's the TMA'ers (enlightened as what we are!) to stand against the Reavers.
Me? Rant? Hmmm...
I'll try to get the Beckhampton book through the library too: Thanks.
Pilgrim