Shells and Stones!

Four years ago, I noticed that a Bath graveyard was having an open day and went along. The Perrymead Roman Catholic graveyard was very pretty and I was captivated by a grave that stood out from the neat formality of the other resting places. On top of the green chipping covering, dozens of shells, stones and the occasional trinket were scattered. Perhaps the sea shells came from beaches that the person buried there enjoyed visiting. Relatives might have collected them and brought them here. Whatever the reason, it was very striking.