A story of the stonehenges

“Sh, according to Rick Steves, if we had reached an hour later, we would have saved £3 sh”, I said as we bought our parking ticket at Avebury entrance around 2 PM. “We should have just bought the yearly pass for the National Trust, would have worked out cheaper”, he said. We then walked through the path towards the Avebury stone henges. “Sh, wait, stand here”, he said.

Path leading to the stone henges

If you are confused with “sh”, read this first.

As we walked on, all we could hear were our footsteps and the sound of bleating sheep get closer. After a short walk, we crossed the Avebury village. We found cute houses, shops and a small gate opening to a patch of grass and the henges. “Sh, can we go inside? Oh, look there are people there. Is it ok to enter through this gate?”, I rambled on as he entered the stone circle.

No fences here!

“Look how privileged those sheep are, scratching their backs against the ancient stone!”, he said excitedly while his camera went click-click. “Sh, you go chase them, I am recording”, I said and he went jogging with his camera. The sheep ran away before he reached them and went on to a small hill.

Windows XP wallpaper

“Sh, look how this road passes right between the stone henges”, I said while crossing the road to get to the next patch. He jokingly told me to make a note of it and ask people to just drive through Avebury to save on the parking fee. But all I have in my notes are a couple of sentences – “Sheep, stones, sheep, sheep dung, Windows XP wallpapers, sheep! Strolled for about an hour and left to Oxford”.

A loner

While we continued to wander around, I quoted Rick Steves “Archaeologists think some of these stones came from South Wales — 150 miles away — probably rafted, then rolled on logs by Bronze Age people” and sh was just not ready to believe that these stones came from that far away!

Look at ’em bums!

“Shhh, I stepped on dung!”, he called out to me from right behind. “Eww! Just rub your shoes against the grass, there’s no dearth of it here!”, I replied and we got into a few moments of argument about how I won’t help him clean the shoes later and he must do it on his own!

Run!

“Sh, see that’s how you should run! Run now, I’ll take pics”, he said. After a few attempts, he gave up on me, “What sh,  you shouldn’t run like you are going to stop, run freely”.  “Eyy, go sh, I don’t wanna step on sheep dung!”.

Rarity

We got a picture of us together, thanks to another couple extending their courtesy for having their photo taken by my sh.

Sheep and stones

“Sh, look”, he pointed to a photo in his camera (the one right at the beginning of this post), “this is my best and favourite pic ever!”. “Cool no sh, we came to Avebury instead of Stonehenge. We would have gone so far first of all and seen the stones through fences”, I was just reaffirming my confirmation bias!

 

8 thoughts to “A story of the stonehenges”

  1. You look so lovely in red… 🙂
    I think those two guys in the second picture were checking you out and giving your Sh some major envy! 😀

  2. Wow !! Rosh …you are truly a great story teller and the expressions are reliving…. It takes couples years and years to get the relationship right…. But here is a pearl of wisdom…..Amazing one on “Starting” with “Sh” and “Ending” with “Sh”……

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published.