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The fourth location for our ceremonial roll is Cam Peak. This Thursday the Breakfast Show's Kate Clark will be doing the honours again. We couldn't resist the chance to plough a furrow through the wonderful bluebells.

John Wilkes from Dursley suggested this location... and he very kindly joined in the fun.

As an extra treat I've included a poem about the nearby Coaley Peak. Peter Wyton, The Breakfast Show Bard, spent a morning up there for us and was inspired to write the following.

Who saw this prospect first,
Someone in skins, perhaps,
Or barely even that?
Those Neolithic chaps
Weren't known for natty threads,
Waistcoats,or baseball caps.

Did he enjoy the view
Across the Severn vale?
Could he use a slingshot
To bag a passing quail?
How might he have savoured
A pint of Frocester ale?

If it was tipping down
On Cotswold, did he squelch
Along the Way and blame
The weather on the Welsh,
Give acidic vent to
A prehistoric belch.

He could see Cam Long Down
And Uley Tumulus,
May Hill and the Malverns,
As easily as us,
Yet managed not to make
Half as much mess or fuss.

A different outlook now,
More like a droning hive
Of humans and machines,
Than when he was alive.
The redundant Berkeley
Power Station. The M5.

As for his legacy,
What have we done with that?
Passing Nympsfield Barrow,
Near where his hearthstone sat,
Don't tell him anything.
Keep it under your hat.