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I've always fancied visiting Hetty Pegler's Tump, just on the basis of that fantastic name. First came across it in a book about UK places of historical interest when I was a child.
Why it flashed into my head as a nonsensical metaphor for the way I was feeling today, as a result of the painful, draining effects of M.E., I have no idea! But it got me giggling, and a few friends with me, when I said it!
It's actually a Neolithic long barrow in the beautiful countryside of the Cotswolds in Central England if you haven't come across it! Why would you have, unless you share my obsession for the bizarre or for English history?
Sad to confess, I haven't actually been there in person yet! Shame! English Heritage's loss and mine!
But it made me smile, just recalling the name, on a day when I haven't any spare energy for doing much more than slump and weave those pinwheels and rainbows of sense and serendipity together. See my other blog at Jobiska's Pinwheel with its unfocused smorgasbord of bits and pieces from my imagination and varied interests if you care to! If you fancy a wander and you've got the appetite for a meander through my obsessions and other facets of my life!)
Just for the record, I've no evidence that Hetty Pegler's Tump is actually rough, at all. Any more than Neolithic stone long barrows usually are! I'll leave it to your imagination as I go off for a bit of a rest!
Hope at least the name made you smile today too, whether you're feeling rough or not!
View of Hetty Pegler's Tump near Uley in rural Gloucestershire, UK |
Stormy skies over Hetty Pegler's Tump |
Inside the longbarrow: feeling rough or maybe claustrophobic? Not for long, I hope! |
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