Boons back to antiquity were from a Somerset village near Taunton, so for the next several weeks I wandered back and forth across southern England, sometimes tramping, sometimes bussing, sometimes with my thumb out. On the lookout for tachyons, you might have said. I did a cathedral binge from Canterbury across to Exeter and from Winchester up to Gloucester. For a week I picked apples at an orchard in Kent. I was at Stonehenge and Avebury, at several castles, abbeys and manor houses, feeling the concavities worn into flagstones, nosing the pissy smell in a castle corridor, testing the weight…