|White Horse at Uffington|
This is the recent furthest, at about 80 miles, but a definite favourite for both of us (that's me and Ray): the White Horse, Dragon Hill and the
Manger at Uffington.
|me looking pensively at ... something inside Wayland's Smithy ...|
|Odda's Chapel, Deerhurst|
Here's an Anglo Saxon chapel at Deerhurst (one of two), where of course it was only natural to stand in the sanctuary and recite the 'our Father' in Anglo Saxon, for the sake of awakening the old timbers ... (although the liturgy would have been recited in Latin, which I'm no good at!).
Then, the Rollright Stones (see my previous post) are about 40 miles south of us,
|one of many green men at Tewkesbury Abbey|
not to mention multiple Green Men at Tewkesbury ... again in one of my older posts.
And heading West, there's so much to explore, not least the enigmatic stone circle of Mitchell's Fold, about 60 miles away...
|rubbish cleared from Wayland's Smithy|
We are very fortunate that such places are open to visitors, usually free of charge at any time, and I dread the day they are fenced off. Minutes after emerging from Wayland's Smithy with a handful of rubbish, my hands green and sore from rubbing a chalked inscription off one of the interior walls, a little girl appeared, asking her older relative, 'can I go in?' I was so pleased I had just got there before her, so that she could experience the burial chamber for what it is, without the clutter of other peoples' 'stuff' - just as I had experienced the awe of the place myself at a similar age. She is the next generation of ancient place lovers! May her right to unspoilt places of mystery and wonder be upheld!