30. Let's Build A Stone Circle By Hand
They came in droves, the druids, led by ex-trucker turned megalithic giant, Ivan McBeth. He was the friend from Longleat who’d opened my eyes to the fuckery of the man with pigtails. Next time you’re at Glastonbury Festival, go to the Swan Circle. He built it. His ghost roams those stones amongst the people off their heads, his ashes are scattered there. When I’d arrived at the farm, I’d looked from the kitchen window at a flat jut of land on the hillside and rung him. I’d said, Let’s build a stone circle by hand, knowing he’d never done it, knowing every build before had been with forklift…
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