The Blue at Stonehenge

Stonehenge is not a place you'd expect to find a whale story - the county, Wiltshire, is landlocked - but here it is again: a book on the loose.

I went to Stonehenge when I was 11 and recollect only grassy plains and the imposing stones growing out of a windswept plateau. It was the sort of place my mother insisted we go because she loves to touch and hold history as much as she loves singing oratorios. She made us wait until the light fell just so, that way we'd see the small dagger carved into one of the stones. I think we saw it. It felt like we did.

The experts have found other carvings since using special equipment rather than the naked eye. The latest literature also seems to point to the stones being a burial site for Kings rather than some sort of aid to astronomy.

Thanks to travelling friends Debbie and Alan for the photograph, and Lily for holding the book.