

The most memorable visit to Avebury ... for me anyway ... took place sometime in 1992. I'd driven a couple of friends down to Heathrow Airport very early one morning so they could catch their flight over to Corfu, where they were going to research a business venture. After seeing them off, I set off down the M4 to Avebury with a borrowed Video Camera in tow.
I arrived at Avebury at first light. Enchanting swirling mists surrounded the stones. My wander around the various areas of Avebury, including the earthworks and The Cove, was incredibly surreal; the swirling mists adding an almost otherworld quality to the experience.
I arrived at Avebury at first light. Enchanting swirling mists surrounded the stones. My wander around the various areas of Avebury, including the earthworks and The Cove, was incredibly surreal; the swirling mists adding an almost otherworld quality to the experience.