Wander­ings

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The other day I was round my dad’s. It was a sunny day, and I didn’t fancy spend­ing the whole day cooped up indoors. I got my dad to give me a lift up to Kit’s Coty, a strange isol­ated place nearby, which has the remains of a Neolith­ic barrow there. The barrow isn’t very evid­ent these days, but the gate into the tomb is still there. There are more houses round there than I’d thought, all detached with big gates and long drives and beware of the dog signs, and on unpaved roads. It was totally quiet and a bit David Lynchish round there.

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Empty roads

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See, David Lynch land.

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This made me laugh for some reas­on.

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Invest­ig­at­ing some plants with a cheap magni­fy­ing glass I had in my bag. Cos that’s how I roll. (i.e., carry­ing round loads of crap in case it’s vaguely useful)

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Through the woods.

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I like tangled tree roots.

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Through the trees.

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Secret Wendy house.

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The stones them­selves. There were some other people walk­ing round them anti-clock­wise. I’m far too ridicu­lously super­sti­tious to walk around anything like that widder­shins (like the tour path encour­ages you to do at Stone­henge). I also salute and count magpies. I’m ridicu­lously super­sti­tious for such a decided athe­ist.

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Antique graf­fiti.

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The shape of the barrow isn’t very obvi­ous these days.

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3 comments

  1. white lodge is my uncle's house! going over in about an hour actu­ally. it's a lovely area but it all gets a little too creepy at night, haunted medway. x

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