Pictures of the all night and all day roadworks that irritated everyone in my sister's nearby flat when I visited recently. I never knew roadworks were allowed to make noise all day and night!
Sunday, 17 August 2008
Saturday, 16 August 2008
Uffington White Horse
On my recent roadtrip I drove through Oxfordshire. He who maketh me many cups of coffee accompanied me on my travels as we were looking for somewhere new to live. We decided to make a slight detour to Uffington where there is a white chalk horse figure in the hillside. It is thought to be the most ancient of the hill figures in Britain, perhaps dating back to around 1000BC. When I was standing on the very high hill looking across the valley, I tried to imagine that I had travelled back in time. I felt I could almost imagine that I had stepped back in time, because countryside surrounded me and there was only small hints of modern civilisation. Currently I live somewhere very flat (sadly I can't give specific details over the internet) with barely any hills and the hills that are known as hills where I live are really nothing compared to the hills of the west country. It was great to be standing on the enormous hill in Uffington and being able to see for miles, right to the horizon. It has been a while since I have seen such stunning views.
As you can see I have labelled where the chalk horse is on the photo in big red letters, because unless I had an aerial photo it would be hard to see where the horse is as you can only see part of it on the photo. Just infront of the white horse is Dragon Hill. Legend has it that St. George fought the dragon on top of this hill and becasue the blood of the dragon spilled onto the hill, no grass can ever grow on it. I think Vraie Fiction might be as excited by that as I was. I love legends, particularly one's with dragons. Some people think that the horse figure is actually meant to represent the dragon.
As you can see I have labelled where the chalk horse is on the photo in big red letters, because unless I had an aerial photo it would be hard to see where the horse is as you can only see part of it on the photo. Just infront of the white horse is Dragon Hill. Legend has it that St. George fought the dragon on top of this hill and becasue the blood of the dragon spilled onto the hill, no grass can ever grow on it. I think Vraie Fiction might be as excited by that as I was. I love legends, particularly one's with dragons. Some people think that the horse figure is actually meant to represent the dragon.
I miss Sky
I can't sleep because I miss Sky. I watched an episode of Eastenders of all things, and Wellard the dog had to be put down because he was ill. I thought if Sky was ill, I couldn't be there for her because she lives in a different country now. I think about her everyday and I'm particularly sad this month because instead of having the time to go and visit her which I had been looking forward to, I have to do a lot of organising in preparation for the start of my course in September, including move house. I worry Sky will wonder where I am and that she might think that I don't love her because I'm not around. I'm sure some people might find it silly to feel so strongly about a dog, but she is special to me. Sometimes people say if you can't sleep you should write your worries down on a piece of paper so that they don't weigh on your mind. Well, I decided to go one step further and put it on a blog. I do have a lot of happy things to write about which I will do soon. I've got some very good pictures of my recent travels that I want to post and of course new Horace and Hermes pics.
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