
Not much further than a mile from us as the crow flies, lies Thornborough Henge. It’s a prehistoric monument consisting of three giant circular earthworks. Constructed 5000 years ago by the first neolithic (new stone age) farmers, it was probably an enclosure for their ritual gatherings. The Henge became an important centre in Britain for pilgrimage and trade, although its exact purpose still remains a mystery.
It sends shivers down my spine to think that this ancient piece of our history lies just a short walk from our home.

We can visit it any time we choose, simply to tramp round and try to imagine it in its heyday, and we’ll have the place to ourselves. Not on May-day though. Today is the Gaelic feast of Beltane, half way between the spring and summer solstices. It’s a day to mark the beginning of summer. Sadly, today is very cold, rather windy and a bit wet.
Back in pre-historic times, rituals were held on this day to protect the cattle, crops and people, and to encourage growth. Bonfires, deemed to have protective powers, were lit. For many centuries these practices died out. But nowadays, at sites like Thornborough, pagans, Wiccans, New-Agers and lovers of history and tradition gather once more to celebrate the renewal of life and growth.
Today I was there too. For an hour at least, for the opening ceremony. Brrr! It was cold.

I was strangely moved. The Green Man, representing rebirth and the cycle of growth was our Master of Ceremonies. He invited us all to join hands, whether friends or strangers, in fellowship, and shout out three times the invocation to new life. We hailed Brigantia, Celtic goddess of Northern England. Then at his bidding and as he sounded his horn, we turned to the east and welcomed the summer rains. We turned south to welcome the sun (who was coyly absent today), to the west to welcome summer winds, and to the north where the wolves apparently are.

Then a man, naked from the waist upwards save for his covering of woad-coloured paint, leapt among us bearing the flaming torches which would offer us all protection over the coming months.

And that was the ceremony over. Dancers entertained us. They seemed to me to owe much to flamenco and to middle-eastern belly dancing traditions, but we all cheered them on with enthusiasm.
I shan’t be there this year for the closing ceremony. I’m still thawing out. But weather permitting, I’ll certainly go along next year. Will you come along too?
What’s lovely day – I hope it warms for you. I need to get out and breath, too. We have a chill, too. Temperatures in the mid 40s (5-10C) and dampness – rain, drizzle, and low clouds. We had a fire last night – April 30th. Next year. Enjoy your week.
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We’ve got a fire today, May 1st. I ask you! Enjoy your week too.
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I’m sure Pete only wanted to buy our cottage because we can see one of the henges out of the upstairs window! This all sounds fantastic – I really don’t know why we’ve never been along. Date for my diary next year. x
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We’ll go together then. I really enjoyed it, but it wasn’t a day for hanging around. x
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Well maybe I could. I had not heard about this place, many thanks for sharing your visit.
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It was a lovely, low-key and not at all commercial event. Recommended – and let me know if you DO decide to come next year.
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How interesting, I didn’t know about it, I bet it was perishing! We still have our woodburner on too. Endless rotation of icy wind, heavy rain, sleet and snow. HB reckons it will be 20C by the end of the week! Get yer sunnies out girls 😎
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We can dream, can’t we?
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Oh, how neat! I think it’s very wonderful that this is so close to your house–I expect I’d like it best when the henges were deserted. I can see, though, that visiting the ceremony would have its own kind of appeal and send chills down one’s spine.
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Yes, I think I like it most when it’s deserted too. But it was an interesting afternoon.
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A bit chilly for belly dancing from the sound of it but good for them for letting it all hang out. Sounds like a great day. Keep the home fires burning!
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I’ve just replenished the woodburner as we speak. Summer one day?
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Roll on …
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Always fun and interesting to see celebrations of May Day – somehow it seems the only day left in the year where strange and local interpretations of our varied past get a full outing. Shame about the biting cold though – hope you had gloves on.
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I did. And very muffled up generally. Has anyone seen any Maypole dancing lately? It seems to have died out a lot.
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About 10 years ago one of the schools my daughter attended put up a Maypole – can’t remember whether it was here in Norfolk or when we were in Devon. I don’t remember being invited in to see the results though. 😐
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Maybe not. We did maypole dancing at primary school, and the stewed knitting that resulted had to be seen to be believed.
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Hopefully the ceremony helps bring the warmer weather back and get our unbalanced seasons back on track! Looks like a fun day.
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It was. But if it was supposed to bring better weather, it’s not worked yet.
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Thornborough Henge is fascinating, and the celebration looks like a lot of fun. It’s too bad that the weather wasn’t more cooperative this year.
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Never mind. Spring has sprung at last now.
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Thank-you so much for the follow! I enjoyed this post very much.
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And it’s extraordinary what a small world this blogging one is. I sent a comment to ‘womenseyeview’ via your blog, as we read each other too 😉
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I am often surprised then pleased at all the inter-connections I find.
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I’d love to be there! And you were right about the dancing being akin to flamenco and belly dancing. Early medieval music and thus dancing was much influenced by Arabic traditions – via Spain and the crusades. Some of it is hauntingly beautiful.
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That’s so interesting. I had no idea. I think I assumed medieval dancing would be something like a barn dance nowadays. Thanks.
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