Tim’s Bandwagon : Hill Chair

Hill Chair

I was sitting in a chair made from a hill. The hill was an ancient earthworks, an amalgamation of two places I’ve visited.

The fortifications surrounding Danebury Hill — an Iron Age hill fort close to where I grew up.
This big ditch thing in Avebury.

The chair was comfortable, and I was restful. I was a giant, or the hill was small.

Published at 4:07 pm on February 24th, 2003.
Topics: Dreams

Hi Tim,

[the other _ Tim B here]

I was intrigued to see Danebury Ring on your site. I’m grew up in Shipton Bellinger, but had lots of friends in Andover, and we went to Danebury a fair bit.

Seems to be a slight Hampshire->Bristol migration going on, what with Mike K being from the Andover area as well…

Later,

Tim

Comment by Tim Beadle at 9:38 am on February 26th, 2003 #link
Tim, I grew up in Broughton and Stockbridge (both Hampshire), but escaped to Bristol to study Graphic Design back in 1990. Danebury is a great place, I’d love to go back there in the height of summer or the depth of winter when it’s at its best.

Comment by Tim at 10:00 am on February 26th, 2003 #link
I was stationed on Danebury Hill in 1943. Remember talking to old fellow in pub in Andover who told me that it was an old fort from early pre Christian days. I had imahgined it to be connected to the Roman era but evidently not. Lovely place to contemplate (especially when you are an underpaid lackey in the Royal Artillery. However I will always remember the whole area, especially Stonehenge which was inly a few miles from my other station on Larkhill.

Comment by Tony Moore at 10:02 pm on December 7th, 2003 #link
weirdo

Comment by herty davas at 6:52 pm on September 14th, 2005 #link