Rise up stick and stand still stone,
for King of England there shall be none,
As Long Compton thou didst not see,
Thy and thy Knights hoar stones shall be,
And I, myself, an elder tree.
These are not the rantings of a madman, it's just Tracy's suggestion of the Rollright Stones reminded me of a little rhyme as to how the stones came to be there. A King was tricked by a Witch into trying to view the village of Long Compton in the Cotswolds but as a large mound of earth suddenly appeared infront of him, he failed in his task so the Witch turned him and his knights to stone. Why she turned herself into a tree is anyones guess, but the Bronze Age stone circle is a good suggestion for a visit and well worth the 50p admission. Great views as well, irrespective of the alleged Witch's curse!!