Hanging around

It still feels like Christmas to me. We have friends coming for Christmas lunch tomorrow – well, there will be crackers – so I’m holding on to the magic for a little longer.

Passing by

On my drive to work every day I pass our local cemetery and crematorium. I approach it from a side road, with a view through the railings, and it always seems intriguing. I promised myself I would try and take my camera down there this week, as it is the half term holiday.

With both girls still in their sleep-over locations, to be collected later, I headed down to the cemetery this very sunny morning. I felt a little uncertain whether photography was permitted in the grounds, as I know, particularly these days, authorities can be very sensitive about cameras and security. No one seemed to mind though and I was also careful not to snap any of the inscriptions on the grave stones too closely.