Thank you, My5. Went to see her grave yesterday. Headstone will be finally ordered on Saturday. Hope to have it up by new year. I'll post photos here when it's up. We've gone for gold lettering.
So, so many children and young people who died with no children of their own (you can always tell, because there's no 'dad' or 'father' on their stones, just 'brother, son, uncle' that sort of thing) there. There's a women we see often, praying The Rosary at a lair. We walked by it. A young woman's site, who died age 21 with her unborn baby. Her mother died two years before, she lays there, too.
We had gone to see her a few days before on our way out, and there was a kind lady at the office to let us know a procession was coming in, and we saw it was very near Aillidh's lair but told her we just wanted to say hello to our girl. A gardener came up to warn us, too, ask if we could move our car, but we said we were just coming to tell our little daughter we were off and to come with us.
When next we sent, there were flowers all on that new grave. A young woman's. 'Daughter' 'Sister' and her name, Louise. I stopped to fix those out that had fallen down and read the little cards. A young woman.
Then the -le part of Uncle Gerry's flowers had fallen down so DH rigged it back up and said, 'Now let's put this to rights, Uncle Gerry.'
Does anyone else do that? I tidy up other peoples' graves. 
There's a 19-year-old soldier near her, killed in 2004, and he has a tin of lager on his grave. It was overturned when we went so I put it back up and told him, 'There you go, Graeme. Sorry about that. Hope you're doing allright.' There's a 6-year-old girl near here as well, little Sinead. We went once and her latest flowers had died off and it was the day after a bad storm, so I took them out cleaned off the bits that had blown and told her I was just giving her a wee tidy, sweet one.
I'm mad, surely.
It's a very active cemetary where she lays and you're never alone. I like that, it's alive, if you will, in its own way, but very peaceful.