Mike and Pauline were sitting in a coffee shop in Marlborough High Street<\/p>\n
They had nearly finished their coffee and were considering ordering replacements<\/p>\n
Mike was reading a book about Wiltshire which had frequent references to Marlborough deep in its pages.<\/p>\n
The book dated from 1951 and it emitted an almost undetectable smell of damp<\/p>\n
Mike thought that that it might have been positioned on a damp shelf and this accounted for the feel and smell of the book<\/p>\n
The book had been in his possession for nearly a year and it had travelled with him when he had visited Brazil<\/p>\n
It was here that he had finally met Pauline<\/p>\n
They had corresponded for over a year and occasionally they were able to contact each other via the internet<\/p>\n
But here she was sitting opposite him in a coffee shop in a Wiltshire market town<\/p>\n
Although the day was quite mild Pauline was wearing a thick grey sweater and light blue jeans<\/p>\n
She had not become familiar with the damp air of the county<\/p>\n
Mike placed his book on the wooden coffee table<\/p>\n
Here listen to this it is rather interesting <\/i><\/p>\n
In your book? <\/i><\/p>\n
Yes<\/i><\/p>\n
It is about a man a native of this town who died far away <\/i><\/p>\n
In Brazil?<\/i><\/p>\n
No in London <\/i><\/p>\n
That is not very far <\/i><\/p>\n
It is far enough if you are a man of Wiltshire <\/i><\/p>\n
Read it to me <\/i><\/p>\n
Is it a long passage? <\/i><\/p>\n
Not really <\/i><\/p>\n
Shall we have another coffee before we start?<\/i><\/p>\n
Pauline walked the short distance to the counter smiling quietly at a new-born baby in a pram as she did so<\/p>\n
Mike watched her in one of the many mirrors that had been retained on the brown wall<\/p>\n
He noticed quite quickly that Pauline was struggling to make herself understood even though her English was good<\/p>\n
I understood some of her English but her accent confused me <\/i><\/p>\n
Mike knew the woman and was aware that she had a deep accent<\/p>\n
I knew her family they originated from the other side of the county<\/i><\/p>\n
What is her name?<\/i><\/p>\n
Susan <\/i><\/p>\n
Do other people understand her?<\/i><\/p>\n
Yes <\/i><\/p>\n
Is it because I am from overseas? <\/i><\/p>\n
No <\/i><\/p>\n
A visitor from the other end of the country might have problems understanding her <\/i><\/p>\n
But you understand her?<\/i><\/p>\n
Yes<\/i><\/p>\n
It is because this is your county?<\/i><\/p>\n
Partly <\/i><\/p>\n
Did you notice the difference in the regional accents when you travelled with me in Brazil? <\/i><\/p>\n
To some extent \u00a0<\/i><\/p>\n
Pauline sipped her coffee<\/p>\n
She was glad to be in England and felt refreshed<\/p>\n
Her life felt less complicated as it had been in Brazil which seemed to her to be a trail of failed relationships<\/p>\n
Mike was not trying to dominate her as many of her previous boyfriends had<\/p>\n
He seemed uncomplicated<\/p>\n
As she returned her wallet to her bag she caught a glance of her best friend Belen<\/p>\n
A small hint of sadness passed by<\/p>\n
Do you miss Brazil?<\/i><\/p>\n
I miss Belen <\/i><\/p>\n
Were you close?<\/i><\/p>\n
I have known her since we were small <\/i><\/p>\n
Mike did not continue with his questioning<\/p>\n
When one pulls a fish from a polluted pond
\nIs this a kindness
\nOr an invasion?<\/i><\/p>\n
A maroon bus stopped outside of the coffee shop<\/p>\n
Where is the bus going to Mike?<\/i><\/p>\n
To Salisbury I believe<\/i><\/p>\n
I would like to visit Salisbury <\/i><\/p>\n
Then we will quite soon <\/i><\/p>\n
Will I like Salisbury?<\/i><\/p>\n
Yes it is a stunning town <\/i><\/p>\n
It has a great cathedral no? <\/i><\/p>\n
Yes it has a great cathedral <\/i><\/p>\n
With a high spire?<\/i><\/p>\n
Yes it has a magnificent spire <\/i><\/p>\n
How high is the spire?<\/i><\/p>\n
I am not sure but it is the tallest in England \u00a0<\/i><\/p>\n
The bus moved away and a gasp of sunlight suddenly lit up the tables nearest to the window<\/p>\n
Ah that was a celestial bus<\/i><\/p>\n
There was no light and now there is light <\/i><\/p>\n
A few years ago an unknown man lay dying in a hospital in the East End of London <\/i><\/p>\n
He had no friends <\/i><\/p>\n
No visitors <\/i><\/p>\n
No letters <\/i><\/p>\n
No-one even knew his name <\/i><\/p>\n
He was just a fragment of jetsam thrown up from the London docks <\/i><\/p>\n
One day when the chaplain came to see him the man seemed restless <\/i><\/p>\n
He tried to speak <\/i><\/p>\n
The chaplain bent over him saying <\/i><\/p>\n
Do you want anything? <\/i><\/p>\n
At first there was no answer and then suddenly the light of memory lit up the mans dying face <\/i><\/p>\n
He tried to speak <\/i><\/p>\n
I do not understand you my son <\/i><\/p>\n
The dying man\u2019s slack lips moved and he quietly said <\/i><\/p>\n
The Marlborough Downs in the rain <\/i><\/p>\n
Then his light faded and he fell back and died <\/i><\/p>\n
Michael closed his book<\/p>\n
That was a sad story <\/i><\/p>\n
It was a man of the fields forced from the land for a life at sea <\/i><\/p>\n
Who was the man? <\/i><\/p>\n
He was nameless <\/i><\/p>\n
Are these Marlborough Downs special <\/i><\/p>\n
Yes very much <\/i><\/p>\n
Your book is quite beautiful <\/i><\/p>\n
The man was a native of Marlborough you see <\/i><\/p>\n
He knew the area in all its moods <\/i><\/p>\n
But died far away <\/i><\/p>\n
He did not ask for fine weather with his dying breath <\/i><\/p>\n
Only that he might see the Marlborough on a day such as this when the mists are low and damp <\/i><\/p>\n
An older man who was sitting at an adjacent table<\/p>\n
I hope that you do not mind me interrupting you <\/i><\/p>\n
No <\/i><\/p>\n
And your wife <\/i><\/p>\n
She is not my wife <\/i><\/p>\n
I am his Brazilian visitor <\/i><\/p>\n
Your English is good <\/i><\/p>\n
I am of an English heritage <\/i><\/p>\n
Many years ago English engineers came to my country to work on the railways <\/i><\/p>\n
I am distantly related to them via my father<\/i><\/p>\n
We speak both English and Portuguese in my house <\/i><\/p>\n
I can see your European heritage in your face your eyes although Latin have a hint of an English day hidden in them <\/i><\/p>\n
I stray though <\/i><\/p>\n
Do you realise that Marlborough has a distinction from other towns<\/i><\/p>\n
I think I know what you are going to say <\/i><\/p>\n
You are a local boy <\/i><\/p>\n
Yes Marlborough born and bred <\/i><\/p>\n
Marlborough is one of the coldest places in the southern counties<\/i><\/p>\n
It lies in a large depression you know<\/i><\/p>\n
We are amongst the highest downs in Wiltshire <\/i><\/p>\n
Pauline pulled her sweater closer as she for some reason felt cooler than before<\/p>\n
When one approaches the town from the highest point a sense of quiet serenity can be sensed <\/i><\/p>\n
An elderly woman walked through the door<\/p>\n
Richard are you boring these poor people<\/i><\/p>\n
I am sorry I was interrupting <\/i><\/p>\n
Not a bit I welcomed your company <\/i><\/p>\n
The man put on his light overcoat and with a precision placed a hat on his head<\/p>\n
I must be going it was so nice to meet you both and do enjoy your visit my dear<\/i><\/p>\n
Pauline had not thought about it at length but she was a visitor<\/p>\n
She was an outsider in a Wilshire town<\/p>\n
Do you know what these are? <\/i><\/p>\n
Pauline rolled up her sleeve exposing a number of small scars which were hardly visible to the naked eye<\/p>\n
Your past those are the minute scars of your past <\/i><\/p>\n
I tried to drown myself once but chose the shallowest pool <\/i><\/p>\n
Do you think that the elderly man knew of my addiction?<\/i><\/p>\n
He only saw your beauty <\/i><\/p>\n
Will you be like the old man when you age? <\/i><\/p>\n
Maybe <\/i><\/p>\n
When I age I will be an old hag <\/i><\/p>\n
I do not think so <\/i><\/p>\n
I will Belen and I have agreed to be old hags when we age <\/i><\/p>\n
Do you think that Belan is beautiful? <\/i><\/p>\n
That is an impossible question <\/i><\/p>\n
She has a scar you know on her back the result of an automobile accident <\/i><\/p>\n
She hates the scar <\/i><\/p>\n
It is an imperfection <\/i><\/p>\n
That is why she does not use the beach <\/i><\/p>\n
I am proud of my scars they speak to me <\/i><\/p>\n
Of the past <\/i><\/p>\n
My past seems so far away when I am sitting here <\/i><\/p>\n
You are in a different country <\/i><\/p>\n
When you first saw my photograph what did you think of me?<\/i><\/p>\n
The same as I do now<\/i><\/p>\n
That being <\/i><\/p>\n
That you were beautiful <\/i><\/p>\n
Did you lust after me? <\/i><\/p>\n
Yes <\/i><\/p>\n
Even though I was an image or hidden many miles away <\/i><\/p>\n
A year before I met you I could often be found on strange floors sometimes slumped in my own vomit <\/i><\/p>\n
I was an addict <\/i><\/p>\n
You thought you were an addict <\/i><\/p>\n
Why do you say that?<\/i><\/p>\n
You had a problem but it was like walking in the sea <\/i><\/p>\n
You were still in the shallows <\/i><\/p>\n
I tried to drown myself in the shallows <\/i><\/p>\n
Not many people drown in shallow waters <\/i><\/p>\n
But you will be as wet if you emerge from a shallow pool <\/i><\/p>\n
I agree <\/i><\/p>\n
Mike passed his book to Pauline<\/p>\n
Read this passage to me <\/i><\/p>\n
Richard the Lion heart had a foster brother named Alexander Neckham who wrote a poem which he called <\/i><\/p>\n
The Praise of Divine Wisdom<\/i><\/p>\n
It contained a couplet which related to Marlborough <\/i><\/p>\n
Great Merlin\u2019s grave
\nIts name to Marlborough in Saxon gave\u00a0 <\/i><\/p>\n
They towns motto contains the words<\/i><\/p>\n
Where are sage Merlin\u2019s bones? <\/i><\/p>\n
I find these lines confusing Mike <\/i><\/p>\n
Some do I did not understand them at once <\/i><\/p>\n
In short the quotations obviously connect Marlborough Caste and Marlborough Mound <\/i><\/p>\n
Marlborough Mound? <\/i><\/p>\n
A similar earthwork to the one I showed you at Silbury <\/i><\/p>\n
I am not aware of a castle in this town<\/i><\/p>\n
It is long gone <\/i><\/p>\n
It was in ruins even by Leyland\u2019s time although rebuilt later <\/i><\/p>\n
It later became an inn popular during the coaching days of this town <\/i><\/p>\n
And then it became a school and is part of the college in the town<\/i><\/p>\n
Did you go to this college?<\/i><\/p>\n
No I just suffered a plain education as most boys born in this town endured <\/i><\/p>\n
But you are so smart Mike <\/i><\/p>\n
You have taken Brazilian girl away from the country of her birth and are showing her the beauty of your home town <\/i><\/p>\n
I woke up this morning to the sound of the church bells <\/i><\/p>\n
I get so used to them that I am deafened by familiarity <\/i><\/p>\n
You showed me your home town <\/i><\/p>\n
My home town is not beautiful <\/i><\/p>\n
You have the beach <\/i><\/p>\n
The beach is over an hour\u2019s drive from my town <\/i><\/p>\n
It is not part of my town<\/i><\/p>\n
There are no beaches in Marlborough although like you we are around an hour from the sea<\/i><\/p>\n
Pauline handed the book to Mike<\/p>\n
That is a very wise book so poetical <\/i><\/p>\n
Let us get ready the day is clearing we have some exploring to do <\/i><\/p>\n
Will I need my coat? <\/i><\/p>\n
You will need your coat remember Marlborough is a very cold town<\/i><\/p>\n
\u00a0<\/i><\/p>\n
For the second time that day Mike and Pauline had broken for refreshment<\/p>\n
They were sitting at one of the many trestle tables that were conveniently placed in front of the Red Lion<\/i> at Avebury<\/p>\n
Unlike their visit to the lazy coffee shop earlier in the day they thought they deserved their break as they had walked from Broad Hinton<\/p>\n
Pauline had taken a liking to the local beer exclaiming how superior it was to the cheap imported beer in Brazil<\/p>\n
She was reading a book about the stones which she had purchased at the National Trust shop nearby<\/p>\n
Mike as he normally did was watching the traffic pass<\/p>\n
He could see the road to his right disappearing towards Devizes and to Swindon in the opposite direction<\/p>\n
Marigold\u2019s house was now empty as it had been for a number of years but little else had changed since his childhood<\/p>\n
If anything the area attracted more love<\/p>\n
It lacked the madness of Stonehenge and one could touch the stones<\/p>\n
Everything was free<\/p>\n
In this book it says that farmers are unsentimental creatures <\/i><\/p>\n
They are <\/i><\/p>\n
Why do you say that? <\/i><\/p>\n
How many horses do you see apart from those with leisure riders?<\/i><\/p>\n
In the fields?<\/i><\/p>\n
Yes <\/i><\/p>\n
There were no horses in the fields <\/i><\/p>\n
Just over a hundred years ago you would have seen many horses in the fields <\/i><\/p>\n
Where did they go?<\/i><\/p>\n
It all changed after the First World War <\/i><\/p>\n
As well as men many horses died in the carnage <\/i><\/p>\n
And when peace returned some things had changed<\/i><\/p>\n
Tractors were widely available <\/i><\/p>\n
And the horses were not used greatly after that <\/i><\/p>\n
What happened to them? <\/i><\/p>\n
As I said farmers are not sentimental <\/i><\/p>\n
A lot of horses ended up in the abattoir <\/i><\/p>\n
How dreadful <\/i><\/p>\n
We treat horses well now but it was a harsh lesson <\/i><\/p>\n
Belen taught me to ride when I was recovering <\/i><\/p>\n
We would take a tired but friendly nag out and explore the green areas outside of the town <\/i><\/p>\n
Without Belen I do not think I would be sitting her talking to you <\/i><\/p>\n
For a while Mike and Pauline stayed silent<\/p>\n
They watched a smartly dressed woman park her car and make her way to the nearest stone<\/p>\n
She photographed it once with an expensive looking camera and then returned to her car and drove away<\/p>\n
Two German children were playing tag sometimes near the busy road whilst their parents chatted with friends<\/p>\n
Two bikers were inspecting each other\u2019s machines<\/p>\n
This day will not be repeated Pauline <\/i><\/p>\n
Explain <\/i><\/p>\n
This day is unique as yesterday was unique and as tomorrow will be unique <\/i><\/p>\n
If we sit here tomorrow things will not be the same <\/i><\/p>\n
It is different in Brazil especially if you go to the beach <\/i><\/p>\n
You will drive along the same road and visit the same beach and quite often you will see the same people <\/i><\/p>\n
And these people will be doing the same thing <\/i><\/p>\n
That being <\/i><\/p>\n
Pauline smiled at Mike and for a moment he witnessed the divorce she had set in place<\/p>\n
She was on the beach again<\/p>\n
Wishing that Belen has accompanied her<\/p>\n
But Belen did not visit the beach because of her scar<\/p>\n
He had sat on the beach with Pauline<\/p>\n
But he felt like an outsider<\/p>\n
To Pauline the beach was a natural place<\/p>\n
She would visit it often<\/p>\n
It was part of her culture<\/p>\n
Tanning swimming having a good time <\/i><\/p>\n
Things will be slightly different each day <\/i><\/p>\n
Taken <\/i><\/p>\n
What would happen if Belen ignored her scar and accompanied you to the beach?<\/i><\/p>\n
I would like that <\/i><\/p>\n
But your day would be different to the previous day and if Belen did not accompany you on the following day then that would differ also <\/i><\/p>\n
I do not see a beach in Avebury <\/i><\/p>\n
There are no beaches in Avebury <\/i><\/p>\n
After they finished their beer Mike and Pauline decided to explore the stones again<\/p>\n
This was not their first visit but each visit was different<\/p>\n
The light of the day whilst being acceptable was not bright and the sun was struggling to make an appearance<\/p>\n
The wind was from the south west and was a little damp although the day was very mild<\/p>\n
Mike was carrying his coat and felt quite warm in his light sweater<\/p>\n
Pauline had not released the zip of her coat and had only when they had broken for refreshment taken her collar down<\/p>\n
Do you know that up to about two hundred years ago these stones were the pride of the local downs?<\/i><\/p>\n
They could be found quite often in the area <\/i><\/p>\n
But they were good building materials <\/i><\/p>\n
If you look at the churches you will see the use of these stones<\/i><\/p>\n
I spotted one today where the base of its tower was made from these stones <\/i><\/p>\n
But the church you said was much older <\/i><\/p>\n
I agree but the original tower might have been faulty and repairs would have taken place <\/i><\/p>\n
The use of these stones is everywhere <\/i><\/p>\n
Look at the gateposts of the ancient cottages<\/i><\/p>\n
Those that date from the seventeenth and the early eighteenth centuries were made of the stones or possibly hard chalk marl <\/i><\/p>\n
When we return to the village you will observe that a large number of the builders used the local stones <\/i><\/p>\n
But these were temples or so my book says <\/i><\/p>\n
Possibly no one has totally confirmed their history <\/i><\/p>\n
People have different views <\/i><\/p>\n
But as with farmers builders are not sentimental creatures <\/i><\/p>\n
Even today most care little or at least this is my view <\/i><\/p>\n
Although this will not be spoiled vast areas of land are now covered with housing <\/i><\/p>\n
You notice this when you travel on trains <\/i><\/p>\n
Where does London start and end?<\/i><\/p>\n
On the local railway the countryside only really starts in the Hungerford area <\/i><\/p>\n
We are much more enlightened these days but it is a constant battle <\/i><\/p>\n
You are a very passionate man<\/i><\/p>\n
A man who travelled all the way to Brazil to bring me to his own country <\/i><\/p>\n
To show me this and cold Marlborough <\/i><\/p>\n
Are you missing your home? <\/i><\/p>\n
No I miss the sunshine and the heat but there are other things that I do not miss <\/i><\/p>\n
There seems to be room in your county <\/i><\/p>\n
Parts of England are quite crowded <\/i><\/p>\n
But not like Brazil the world is well aware of the major problems we face <\/i><\/p>\n
There does not seem to be as many in England <\/i><\/p>\n
There are many but you do not always see them <\/i><\/p>\n
Things get done but our progress is slow at times <\/i><\/p>\n
In Brazil a clumsy quick fix is sometimes used <\/i><\/p>\n
Sometimes they work and that is good <\/i><\/p>\n
But like the major sporting events quick fixes were used <\/i><\/p>\n
And some of them are now coming apart believe me <\/i><\/p>\n
But why are we speaking about my homeland in this beautiful place? <\/i><\/p>\n
Apart from small conversations Mike and Pauline said little to each other<\/p>\n
They followed the paths above the ditches and finally ended up walking up the West Kennet Avenue<\/p>\n
When we reach the top if we turn left and then climb up another slope you will see Silbury Hill <\/i><\/p>\n
But this time from afar <\/i><\/p>\n
Mike laid his coat on the ground<\/p>\n
Here sit on this <\/i><\/p>\n
No it will spoil you coat <\/i><\/p>\n
It is muddy already <\/i><\/p>\n
Just sit on my coat and close your eyes <\/i><\/p>\n
Then I will not see anything <\/i><\/p>\n
But you will hear much <\/i><\/p>\n
You will hear the history of the area <\/i><\/p>\n
You will witness the visit of a King <\/i><\/p>\n
You will hear the archaeologists at work <\/i><\/p>\n
You will hear the builders and the farmers <\/i><\/p>\n
But most of all you will hear the rhythm of the seasons <\/i><\/p>\n
Marigold once told me that <\/i><\/p>\n
At first did not believe her<\/i><\/p>\n
But as I grew older I began to see and hear it for myself <\/i><\/p>\n
Pauline sat on the coat and closed her eyes<\/p>\n
At first she felt nothing<\/p>\n
She was on the floor of a bare flat<\/p>\n
A man lay nearby<\/p>\n
He was singing to himself<\/p>\n
A hypodermic needle lay between them<\/p>\n
She was fully clothed under a freezing shower<\/p>\n
Belen had pinned her against the tiled wall<\/p>\n
She was slapping her face and swearing at her<\/p>\n
Belen was wearing her best dress which was soaking<\/p>\n
She was walking along a beach<\/p>\n
The beach was deserted<\/p>\n
She was wearing Belen\u2019s favourite dress<\/p>\n
To her right was a shallow pool<\/p>\n
She had memories of this pool<\/p>\n
What have you seen Pauline?<\/i><\/p>\n
My past I have seen my past<\/i><\/p>\n
Possibly you are not yet ready <\/i><\/p>\n
It took me years to feel the rhythms <\/i><\/p>\n
Maybe it is too soon <\/i><\/p>\n
But they will come to you <\/i><\/p>\n
Pauline stood up<\/p>\n
I am a little cold <\/i><\/p>\n
It is your Latin blood <\/i><\/p>\n
Remember I am a little English like you <\/i><\/p>\n
Then soon you will not feel the damp and cold <\/i><\/p>\n
Mike looked at the clouds building from the west<\/p>\n
I think it will rain soon <\/i><\/p>\n
In about an hour <\/i><\/p>\n
We should return to cold Marlborough <\/i><\/p>\n
That evening Pauline was trying to contact her friend on the internet<\/p>\n
She was swearing quietly under her breath<\/p>\n
Suddenly a connection was established and she returned to Brazil<\/p>\n
They were speaking in their native language<\/p>\n
Pauline suddenly clapped her hands together<\/p>\n
The conversation continued for another hour and by the time it had ended Mike was deep in his book<\/p>\n
Pauline sat on the arm of his chair<\/p>\n
Guess what <\/i><\/p>\n
What <\/i><\/p>\n
Belen went to the beach today for the first time since the accident <\/i><\/p>\n
What prompted her to do that? <\/i><\/p>\n
My letter I sent Belen a letter describing this town<\/i><\/p>\n
She said that I had changed so much that there was no reason that she should not change also <\/i><\/p>\n
And she went to the beach <\/i><\/p>\n
Her scar was unimportant as my addiction is unimportant now <\/i><\/p>\n
Mike held Pauline\u2019s hand<\/p>\n
They kissed lightly<\/p>\n
Time passes even in the countryside but you do not see it pass <\/i><\/p>\n
You feel the passing of time that is all <\/i><\/p>\n
Time was always going to pass for you and Belen <\/i><\/p>\n
Wherever you are time passes at the same speed <\/i><\/p>\n
Everything is relative <\/i><\/p>\n
In the distance the church bells heralded a new day<\/p>\n
Pauline went into the bedroom and readied herself for bed<\/p>\n
Mike picked up his pad<\/p>\n
He wrote<\/p>\n
Time passes even in the countryside but you do not see it pass <\/i><\/p>\n
You feel the passing of time that is all <\/i><\/p>\n
Wherever you are time passes at the same speed <\/i><\/p>\n
Everything is relative <\/i><\/p>\n
He considered these words to be a good starting point for a story<\/p>\n
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