Today is the summer solstice and the great unwashed masses are loitering around Stonehenge as always. I don't "get" Stonehenge, I don't understand why people are so fussed about it.
Perhaps my bitterness comes from having to drive past the damn thing everytime I go to Somerset to visit the in-laws. The A303 should be a dual carriageway and it isn't, partly because of Stonehenge's proximity to the road. If that wasn't bad enough, people always slow down to have a gawk.
But, worse to come. Driving past the bloody thing on Sunday when all the camper vans were wending their way there was not fun. 40 minutes to drive 5 miles.
Knock it down.
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