Sunday, 27 September 2009
Kensal Green Cemetary
I have some sort of fascination with grave yards, especially ones as old and strange as this. The wall between the grave yard and the pavement had fallen down and destroyed a few rows of graves which is sad, but when they're that old dies anyone really care? It's strange to think that a stone monument can outlive you in the sense that it'll be there long after everyone who ever knew you has died, making the stone a bit redundant to be honest. There was one very striking monument, inscribed 'to her', I don't think I've ever seen anything like it before. There is also a portrait of a young lady on the front. Very romantic and very sad.