Wednesday, and the count down as begun to the weekend, this weekend we are off to Wiltshire so see David and Naomi, David is Rosemary’s son and Naomi is his wife, apparently  David is the intelligent one of her children he’s a genetic scientist so I suppose he does have a certain intellect. Naomi is no slouch either she his studying for her PhD and is a very accomplished musician I sometimes feel out of depth when chatting to them.

 

I’m afraid I deviated from the subject matter in hand there; he lives close to one of the famous white horses carved into the Wiltshire country side, and this is the point I was supposed to be making. When we went to see the white horse last year, I was very disappointed to see that it has been concreted over. Yes, you did read correctly, to stop the erosion, the actual horse has been filled in concrete, you can’t tell from driving by or from any great distance but when you get up close there is no mistaking it.

 

The hillside into which it has been carved is quite steep and kids now slide down the carving on their arses, no doubt wearing holes in the backsides of they trousers and making their parents despair.

 

It’s a shame that it as been concreted over, it has to be protected but surely there must have been a better way.