Yesterday I had to get my car in to the dealership for service and MOT, meaning I had a couple of hours to fill. There is only so much Morrison's coffee and table space you can take, so around a couple of calls and various e-mails I headed off for a walk. For context, here's a map showing the south side of the City ....
I have never been there, though I was vaguely aware that it was perhaps a
little 'wilder' than your typical inner-city municipal cemetery. I was also
aware that a distant relative of mine, John Fergus Skevington (my Great Great
Great Grandfather no less) was buried here though I had no idea whereabouts.
I was quite surprised at how much it has been allowed to grow, with many of
the graves in the more open parts on the north side almost secondary to the
meadow-like flowers. Even the more regimented plots were allowed to overgrow
with wildflowers. It was also a lot bigger than I realised, and surprisingly
peaceful despite the adjacent busy road and railway line, perhaps helped by
the wind blowing through the leaves. But I was only there for a quick walk;
with proper time and a bit of forward planning rather than a spur of the
moment visit it would be good to have a proper look around. Of course then I
may actually find the grave; there is a visitor centre that has all of the
plots catalogued but as I found it is only open on Fridays and weekends.
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