nah' man agreed. I guess my thing was reading TMA with Julian saying that Stonehenge was the culmination of thousands of years of temple building. that it was built using all that accumulated knowledge.

didn't particularly make me think less of the place but stone circles of a much older vintage float my boat i guess.

seeing the little toothy lumps of the Merrivale stones on a desolate windswept day in Autumn is something special.

went to Stonehenge on the way home from a break on Dartmoor funnily enough. had spent the week in a beautiful old cottage with no phone reception heading out into the green to find places listed in TMA, anyway, coming back home we saw the temple all huddled together from the A Road and I suggested we nip in for a look to see what a change several millenia can make. We rolled into the car park, rolling into a queue. eventually we got to the attendant guy who said that it would cost us 8.3 million pounds to park up and go for a look (honest, 8.3 million). I said to him 'how do you guys sleep at night' and pointed out that fucking Avebury the goddamn mecca was only up the road and was free and had a fucking pub in the middle of it too.

he didn't give a fuck, just moved us on and we rolled out of the car park.

I looked in the rear view at one of the most famous ancient monuments on our planet and it stood there all bunched up as if pulling away from the tourists and the flash photograpers. Sad really because, because, because if there were more stonehenge's about the place then no one would give a monkeys and we could walk up to it and it would in turn spread it's beautiful energy back over us and we could sit in her shadow and imagine the world as it was then and just be as fucking amazed at her power as we all are Avebury's.