Little T loves skeletons, Monster High Dolls, Tim Burton’s Nightmare Before Christmas and the Corpse’s Bride and her current favourite book is Goth Girl. She also happens to love graveyards. She likes visiting them and walking around and trying to read their names. When I tell her that it’s time to walk hDoc, she will always say “Can we go through the graveyard mum?” I always sigh and give in. This time though to make it somehow a little bit more fun, I told her to look for the oldest gravestone she could find.
First, she spied the tulips and wanted to smell the flowers.
The she found this lovely stone sculpture on one of the graves.
She looked around.
Then we found this 1786 headstone. I actually know that there are older graves than this one, inside Forrarbury church which some parts of it dates back to the Norman times. But I didn’t want to mention this to T. I wanted to walk the dog and go home. so mum stayed mum.
To be fair though, I do like graveyards too, especially here in England, they are so interesting, just don’t ask me to explore it at night.
What about you?
Do you like them too, or do you find them too grim?