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Last updated 14.08.05

Oak View Copic pen (0.05 and 0.1)

Motor Wood (Copic pen 0.05)

Bagley Wood (Copic pen 0.05)

Radley Wood (Copic pen 0.05)

Stonehenge 21.06.05 (Copic pen 0.05)

Thousands gathered for the solstice; people dancing among the stones, some climbing onto them, to cheers from the crowd. Many smiles and grins. From 2.30am a golden glow increasing in the north-east followed by a slow misty dawn and then a magnificent orange sunrise greeted with sleepy eyelids and dreamy smiles all round. Incongruous mobile phones, camcorders, digital cameras continually flashing, floodlights, flourescent jackets on the stewards: three powered paragliders circling round between us and numerous vapour trails high up. What would stone-age man have thought of all this? What would we have thought of all this just forty years ago when five friends and I (and no one else) stood exactly here, in a grey mid-summer dawn. Most of this would have seemed like science fiction to us then - let alone five millennia ago - and the oldest traces here are ten thousand years old.