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Just a little trip to Stonehenge

We had a fantastic trip down to Stonehenge a few weeks back. It’s been years since I last went to visit and the entire visitor’s centre has been moved and the underground tunnel I remember going through last time has completely vanished. Now you take a bus; somewhat less Narnia-like but easier on the knees.

You can’t approach the stones as closely as you once could and, somehow, this adds something to their mystery and grandeur. It feels right that we shouldn’t approach too closely, that the stones should be left in peace to dream quietly whatever it is that they dream.

Also new since my last visit was the discovery that the stones were moved from the Preseli Hills in Pembrokeshire, over 200km to the west. What could have driven the people of that time to bring these particular stones here, so far from home?