But it is Stonehenge
Or am I showing my age too much here?
Anyway. Last weekend we spent time, so much time, helping oldest child with his homework. Which involved explaining the complex mathematics which went into building Stonehenge. Bearing in mind that this is the complex mathematics and geometrical equations which have puzzled the finest minds in mathematics and archaeology for generations. Of course an 11 year old will be able to solve and articulate the equations involved. No problem.
We started off with high hopes and compasses, set squares, rulers, the works. We ended up with a pencil, a drawing pin and a piece of string. Well, it’s living history man, working it out just like the Druids did. Or the aliens. Or something.
So, in an attempt to snatch victory from the jaws of defeat, we thought we’d drag oldest child along to see the real thing. Even if he doesn’t understand the algebra that went into building it he can at least appreciate what a huge job it was, and get a feel for the scale of the task that was facing the builders.
And it certainly is impressive, thrusting up out of the landscape and dominating the scenery. Unfortunately, the experience is spoiled slightly by the fact that you can’t get anywhere near the stones, and the pathway around the perimeter of the site is jam packed with people, all jostling to take photos.
Have you noticed that nowadays people seem so much more bothered about recording an event than actually being in the moment and experiencing it?
We stayed a little while and managed to have a walk away from the crowds to the barrows
So after a brief dash into nearby Salisbury for lunch and a quick whizz around the Cathedral for me to collect some dead people
Aa ahh. Avebury is such an holistic site. The village nestles within the circle, the circle nestles into the landscape. It all seems organic, and serene, and spiritual and right. A very different experience to Stonehenge
I did try to explain the theory of Ley Lines to oldest child but he just rolled his eyes and carried on treating the stones as if they were Jedis and stormtroopers.
Until I threatened to dance around them sky clad if he didn’t stop.
Amazing how quickly you can get them to listen to you if you find the right motivation 🙂