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Ok here goes, in brief:

Yeah, Roundhill, the same place one of my dreams happened. In the dream I was at the pool nearby Roundhill, looking at the hill where the obelisk is. I saw Roundhill apear in front of me, open up, and there was a woman in white inside, as if sleeping, in a long chamber of earth. Her arms were crossed over simple white clothing. A middle-aged man with a sword stood over her looking towards Woodbury/British Camp way, he was bearded and standing feet slightly apart, sentry-like with the sword in front, the tip in on the ground, giving the appearance of protection, protecting the woman in the Round Hill. She radiated peace. I mean total, almost unearthly peace. ABove the man, appeared a swan, in the sky. It was unusual to be there as I saw only the profile of a sitting/floating swan, with the emphasis on the neck, which was S- shaped. I then saw the swan become a tree, it was like 3d vision, there was a treetop in the small wood by the RoundHill pool that was 'S'-shaped, and the swan disappeared.

The kicker is this: A week later I explained this dream to my grandmother, and we went to find this mysterious tree. In the same place as the dream, in the corner, peering up through the branches, I saw the same shape, a singularly distorted pine-tree, unlike all its brothers and sisters, the top a swans-neck shape.

Could be coincidence, but the dream was so vivid I reproduce it here just for what-the-hell.

Sounds magical. My impression is that there seems to be some kind of jigsaw puzzle of different influences in this neighbourhood, which although they are not directly connected in any cultural scientific or historical way --- actually impact on each other and magnify the generalized strangeness, and so (this will sound corny!) they ARE actually "connected" in a way we don't /can't understand rationally. Thats why I've conflated all the Kenelm/Wychbury/Bella stuff (and written me song!) in the weblog. The other factor, is water. These places used to be meres (and still are) that filled in along what was a prehistoric lake. I think Wychbury may have been such an important fort, because the approachways would have been boggy and impassable at some points. There are millions of gallons of underground water, so much that Mr. Palethorpe at Broome has built a new lake from a bore hole. I think the place was sacred, in a regional sense, and that water spirits and the like were venerated here. I conjecture, that the English adopted the lore of the conquered people, and made it into a tale of the killing of a King, and that this became a Christianised version of much more ancient practices. I wonder about this Saxon palace; could it be Axborough, Ismere, Churchill/Blakedown? The monks that moved to what is now the town of Stourbridge moved from nearby there anyway...