But a small band resolutely refused to leave - until they had picked up every last scrap of litter. When they did leave, the stone circle looked as though no-one had ever been there. The next time I went to the Rollright Stones, my car was broken into - in broad daylight. Not a hippy in sight - it was, almost certainly, locals. Apparently, this is becoming an increasing problem.
Enthusiasts park their cars and tromp across several fields to gaze upon some megalithic monument.
When they get back, their cars have been invaded Take care. You'll meet lots of awfully nice people at megaliths, but remember that there may be barbarians lurking in the hedgerow.