I liked this slightly surreal anecdote from p453 of Dec 5th 1857’s ‘Notes and Queries’. Its truth can only be guessed at.
Stonehenge.-- I visited Stonehenge in October, 1850. A man with one leg, who got his living by lionising visitors, told me that one of the larger stones had recently fallen (being the third that had done so within the memory of man): pointing to the prostrate giant, he said, in his fine old Saxon, “my brother was at work drawing yon barrow; and he was handy and saw it swerve.” [..] C. MANSFIELD INGLEBY.