Oh, chip! Aillidh's lair at St Conval's is one of so, so many. And last we went, there were 3 more nearby, readied for burial and several others fresh.
A Catholic cemetary, it's not so staid as others might be, IYKWIM, but kerb sets are small, they can't cover the entire lair.
That is what you buy, when you bury your loved one there. In Scotland it is known as a burial lair, and you get a deed for it.
'Not mad at all Expat - I dont go to my sons grave very often. They are 'next door' to my Grandma and Grandad. The minute I go in I can see the headstone and they are right on the back row. My parents have had the lettering redone and because it looks very, very white for the moment it is easy to spot. My Matt would have loved that - he loved being centre of attention As I get nearer my stomach turns over and I dread it. All feels so surreal but also very real IYKWIM? x Im glad you tidy up other graves - to me that is so important and so kind. xxx '
Some people can't, shabba. My friend 'B', their son, their eldest of three, died 15 years ago, age 18, and it's he who goes to the cemetary. His wife of 34 years she can't bear it. I can understand that, and that's why, if I see someone, oh I'm not going to call them a grave!, untidy I try to tidy them up. Her husband and two surviving children and grandchildren do it. But she cannot bear it. What if that person's someone couldn't get there? Well, dead flowers need chucking in the bin and blown over ornaments take an instant to right.
If a storm's been through, it's the West Coast of Scotland, it's bound to happen, well, can't leave Nana like that! I just say, 'Sorry, Nana, it's expat here, just going to give you a wee tidy, hope you're allright with that.'
Sometimes I'll say a word, total nutter who I am. 'Right, that's you all sorted, Chloe, I'll just leave you the now. God rest you,' and even pat the stone.
Glad I'm not completely insane. The kids just run about so long as they don't touch anyone's stone or things. Mostly they build mud castles and then we go a walk.