Have come in for a moan...
Was waiting at the bus stop as I had a mound of flowers and a wreath I'd made (as exhibited on FB last Friday
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A nice little old lady arrived, and commented on the lovely flowers. When I said I'd made it, she expressed surprise, because it was so professional 
I told her it was for a grave, and how practical they were, and how I made them often and it saved me many pennies...
So this is a clue, isn't it: I AM IN MOURNING
That's nice, she said... People put such silly things on graves ......
You know that this is going to go badly, don't you?
And I went - like what?
And she said TOYS..
So I asked her, "How many of your children have died"
No balloons for guessing a big fat zero..
So I said...
WELL I GUESS YOU'RE NOT VERY WELL PLACED FOR COMMENTING ON WHAT OTHER PARENTS LEAVE ON THEIR CHILDREN'S GRAVE THEN, ARE YOU?
I have to say, I'm not a toy-leaver - but if it gives other people comfort, who the hell am I to judge? They can leave steak and kidney pie dinners and jigsaw puzzles for all I care..
The thing that really gets me is - it's a bloody graveyard - I can understand random people not liking Mobile Phone Masts on pretty hills or what not... but it's a graveyard to comfort the bereaved. How dare she have an opinion about grieving parents when she isn't one herself?
It made me quite cross - but I feel better now. 