I stand and wait. What am I waiting for? The return of my clans people. Where are they? I have been left unattended for thousands of years, falling into disrepair. I began my life in South Wales and Marlborough, transported from another life to this exposed area of Wiltshire. I served a purpose once, waiting and then embracing the summer and the winter solstace. Now I am an attraction for people of many languages. They walk around the pathway created some distance from my feet. They marvel, they question, they take photos. But do they understand?