Daily Archives: June 6, 2018

Hill-of-the-Buried-Sun…

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…It was, after all, rather disconcerting to be thus accosted by a total stranger…

“Does this count?” He demanded, ferociously, and pushed an admittedly intriguing photograph across the bar at us.

“Does that count as what?”

“One of them ‘Black’ places”

“Well, it might do, what is it?”

“It’s one of them there mounds.”

“Is it really, it looks just like a pyramid of light?”

“That’s why I was thinking it might count.”

“Strictly speaking, in order ‘to count’ it would have to be called ‘Black-something’ or ‘Something-black’. Does it have a name?

“Oh aye, it’s got a name alright.”

“And that name is?”

“Silbury!”

And at that, the Red-Lion, or so it seemed to us, burst into a collective paroxysm of laughter…