On a rare weekend off it was time to head down south from our base in Yorkshire.
On a rare weekend off it was time to head down south from our base in Yorkshire. A visit to my parents was on the cards and a few pleasant days out sight seeing in the local area..
With a new English heritage membership in the wallet we headed to Avebury. Now i grew up about 30 minutes from the famous stone circle but at 33 I finally made my first visit.. I really am getting middle aged…!
So with mum, dad and David in tow we set off to explore the stone circle.. The first thing that strikes you is their size… I had always imagined them to be about a metre high… But no they are massive the majority of them towering of me… We enjoyed the rare afternoon sun and walked around the the first half before ending up in Avebury village and the chance for some light refreshments in the national trust cafe…
After lunch we finished our circuit and were left with this amazing thought of what were they for… The historians don’t really know and I assume nearly every visitor was asking themselves the same question… The whole landscape is covered with monuments from the avenue of stones to Silbury hill.
Stones done (that was enough culture and heritage for my parents to cope with!) we then drove to Marlborough for some retail therapy for my mother and we bought our first Christmas gift.. Which is quite depressing…
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