Arbor Low

The Arbor Low circle lies cradled in the midst of the Peak District in England and on private land. We parked in the small lot provided for us, dropped a £1 a piece in the tin and purchased one of their little booklets for another £4. All of this was based on the honour system that we would pay to enter and that we would pay for the book. I hope the "owner's" trust is rewarded appropriately. They certainly were under no obligation to open their land to public spectacle. But, since they did, and since they trusted, we rewarded the trust and paid our price. The stones are hidden from view until you are practically on them. Tragically, they have all fallen prone over the years and lie flat on the ground, although in itself that makes for a grand vista. The owner make no attempt to keep the sheep & cows out, and nor should they in my opinion; although it certainly made walking a little more entertainingly treacherous. In the upper right of the photo you can just see one of the many cows in the area. All in all, it was a beautiful experience; even if we were a day early. It's Friday, I've not got much impetus in me to go research footy bits, so you're spared that today; although I will tell you that the Arsenal play with Charlton on the weekend and are doing it without Reyes who pulled up early week with a hamstring problem. So, possibly, we'll see Msr. Walcott who has just turned 17. Right, then. It's been a poxy week and it'll be good to see its backside. It's also Saint Patrick's day, so go have a beer or five. I know I will. Wastrel On! (Listening to: Hymn 43 by Jethro Tull)