Is this page the funniest report of a photographic visit to a cemetary or what?
Nice photos too.
A sample:
Working class kiddy graves are particularly poignant, partly because of the sadness of untimely death but mostly because they are frequently adorned with toys and keepsakes left by a grieving family; teddy bears, model cars, Christmas decorations. The custom doesn’t stretch to adult graves which is just as well, considering what items would be left on mine for example.
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