Reacquainted with Arthur
Jan 16th, 2012 | By Ian Poulton | Category: Cross ChannelJourneying through Somerset last Thursday, we travelled the road the road between Shepton Mallet and Glastonbury. In the last light of a January afternoon, mist lay in the valley below Pilton; Glastonbury Tor was silhouetted against the western sky; a view that would have inspired mystic thoughts and legends in centuries past.
Glastonbury was the centre of the world when I was a child; the stories with which we grew up made it the most important place in Britain. It was the place where in ancient times those feet had …