Stonehenge

I hail the law formed to serve the strong. In vain we argue rail and chide (Lucy Aitken)

“She stood up, shook herself, and went forward, neither of the men having moved. “I am ready”, she said quietly” (Thomas Hardy, Tess of the D’Urbervilles).

Stonehenge is the location where single mother Tess Of The Durbervilles is arrested, for crimes which were forced on her by circumstance. As I walked this embroidery I was surprised at the level of fury I had on behalf of a fictional character, and at the connections I made between her and contemporary women. The monument is surrounded by army barracks, where I imagine wives of low-ranking officers sitting waiting in bleak homes while tanks roll out of the barbed wire no-go areas across the public road and disappear again into no mans land. Though it is not visible in the GPS trace, my walk was full of rage.