antiquarian
The oldest of Stones
In 2900BCE, an old people were here. They cut the rock from its bed, they shaped it, they transported it, they placed it in careful alignment to whatever dream or compulsion drove them to carry out this work.
antiquarian
In 2900BCE, an old people were here. They cut the rock from its bed, they shaped it, they transported it, they placed it in careful alignment to whatever dream or compulsion drove them to carry out this work.
history
...the fort opens out in front of you, this wide grassland expanse on the top of the hill and this lovely weathered lump of oolitic limestone (satisfying to hold and say) really can't be mistaken for anything other than the creature it's named for.
walking
We go left. This is the path I walked so many times, so long ago, with my dog, his tail a plumed marker. Each step is familiar, each tree and hedge. I can anticipate where the path will dip, fall away, regain itself.
Museums
Welcome to the first of my dispatches from behind the scenes at the museum. Any museum, frankly. One of those universal truths is just how many biscuits volunteers can get through in a week.