Marlborough Downs (Avebury)

From: James and Ellie (shooting_cowboys@hotmail.com)
Story type: Ghost
Location: Bedford,UK
Source: Form Submission

We are not 12 nor are we retarded,This happened early this year on a trip down to Stone Henge and Avebury stone circle.It was early april sometime around the spring equinox as the were just too many druid looking people in beat up campers,almost looked like a scene from star wars.

We arrived early to secure a hotel in Marlborough and to drop our stuff in the room so we didnt't have to lug it around with us all day.We spent the first part of our day doing the typical tourist thing around Stone Henge, sadly not realising that you can't actually get close to the stones anymore. So after half an hour in the freezing cold surrounded by chinese tourists from hell we decided to hunt for the original white horse on the hillside, somewhere near Avebury. Followed by a light lunch (of salad and weight-watchers chocolate pudding...YUM!)

Next on the list of things to see was the stone circle at Avebury which happens to be the largest stone circle in Europe encasing the villager inside it. Whilst walking around the site we decided to leave our mark (as you do...no we did not pee on the stone) and placed a two pence coin in the largest stone, known as The Swindon Stone which marks the North entrance and weighs about 65 tonnes.

Driving back towards Marlborough we decided to stop at Silbury Hill and see what all the fuss was about. Silbury Hill is basically a cone-shaped hill with a flat top which is apparently man-made and was built around 2500 - 2900BC, it's purpose is still unknown. Following our tradition of random two pence placing, we climbed over the fence and buried the coin in some dirt at the bottom of the hill. At this point very tired and four pence worse off we made our last stop and stumbled across the muddy farmers field upto West Kennet Longburrow...the ancient burial ground.

We sheltered from the rain inside the creepy burial cave for about ten minutes to get our breath back before sliding back down in the mud. Once again, bored and feeling kinda light-headed from the incense smell inside, we decided to strategically place a two pence coin on a little ledge about head height on what appeared to be one of the graves. Having burned off our weight-watchers lunch and craving alcohol and proper food we ventured back into Marlborough to our slightly erratic room in the Merlin hotel (check it out). Whilst getting ready to experience the hedonistic delights that Marlborough offers its tourists, it came as quite a shock to find, underneath our coats that we had chucked across the desk, three 2 pence coins all cold and one extremely muddy lying there on the desk.

As crazy as its sounds we haven't been able to explain this. We still have the coins and plan to take them back to the three sites in October...hopefully when the chinese tourists and druids are recharging both their cameras and magic staff-stick-things. Reptillians we know you're watching us...bring it.

Onwards and forever upwards
Jay and Ellie