| Sunday 26 May 1998
It is working it's way towards the end of the day and the sun has finally come out! So it's
back to my favourite place, Avebury.
Driving through the village, I stop the car alongside
two parallel rows of standing stones, the Avenue that stretched towards Stonehenge. |
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Unfortunately the sun was on the wrong side for me to photograph the car next
to the Avenue, which I would have liked to have done as I have a photo of a previous car
parked in that same spot.
There is only a short stretch of the Avenue leading into Avebury now, the rest having been destroyed. It is a strange feeling to walk along the Avenue for a while, knowing that you are treading in the footsteps of ancient pilgrims who trod the same pathway 4000 to 5000 years ago... |
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We drove back towards Avebury in a reflective mood and parked in the public car park. With
some effort we ignored the ice cream van that we had already visited that morning and walked
into the village passing the playing fields to our right.
We saw that most English of scenes - the village cricket match, the sound of leather upon
willow (the old joke goes; "I miss the sound of leather upon willow... but Willow has
promised to write..."). A smattering of applause as someone is bowled and the gentle, almost
lazy voices of cricketers and spectators enjoying themselves; "Well done, Brian, well done..." |
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The village itself tends to be overshadowed in the minds of visitors by the ancient monument. It's a shame, because the village is extremely pretty with thatched cottages and plenty to see.
Right: the lychgate of the church. Avebury church stands, as do many of England's old churches, directly on a ley line that runs through the village. |
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The Henge Shop, seen right and below right, is a focal point for souvenir hunters and sells a large range of books about Wiltshire monumental sites, the prehistory of the area, and such topics as crop circle and other phenomena.
You can hear many languages being spoken as you pass through the shop! |
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That's me on the right measuring myself against one of the stones!
Despite the late hour (or perhaps because of the pub being so full there was no chance of getting a meal) we decided to walk a circuit of the embankment outside the huge ditch.
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