My Godfather, who still lives locally, came to pick us up and drive us up to the cemetary Auntie Alice is buried in.
This is a much newer graveyard and therefore more tended and more colourful.
Last time Dads and I came here was for the funeral of Peter's father.
This grave was in a better condition, as they don't come right up to it with equipment. We needed to cut some of the highest grass back though. You can't have it both ways.
Again, planted a rosebush, did some trimming and cleaning and left it neat and tidy.
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