As ever I go up to the cemetery for a walk on a Sunday ... Jiffy loves chasing the squirrels if he spots them. Anyway, I spotted a couple of things - one amusing, but the first very sad.
One of the new gravestones up read of a boy who had died at one hour old on Christmas Day ,,, so sad. My Granddad died on Christmas Day, but this poor family it is such a sad day.
One thing that made me smile is that many of the Victorian stones have the phrase "Peace, Perfect Peace" . It is a line from a hymn ... but I do wonder if any of them were there because the relatives thought that it was now more peaceful once that person had gone ... or is that just my warped mind?
Well with those random thoughts I must get on with some letter writing - Have a good Sunday