Want to see what’s inscribed on a limestone marker? Try using a detachable flash.
In 2005, my husband and I journeyed to the Orkney Islands so that we could see things like Scapa Flow, the Stones of Stenness, Skara Brae, Maes Howe, and the Old Man of Hoy. Along the way, we also stopped by the marker of what is referred to as The Loneliest Grave in Britain – the grave of Betty Corrigall. Betty was a young woman who, like thousands of others before her, was deserted by her lover as soon as she turned up pregnant. Facing ostracism from her small community, and living on a tiny island where everyone knew her story, her only escape was to kill herself. But as a suicide, she was not allowed burial in the churchyard. Though the location of her resting place is still a lonesome, desolate spot, Betty Corrigall now occupies one of the most-visited graves in all of Britain.
Hello! I’m the Cemetery Chick and I’m a taphophile. (At this point, I am going to imagine you saying, “Hello, Cemetery Chick!”) Being a taphophile means I really like cemeteries. Always have, and no, I don’t know why. Because they’re green and peaceful? Quiet? Good places to take a stroll or be alone with your thoughts? All of the above?
Maybe it’s best not to ask too many questions,
In this blog, I will be sharing some of my enthusiasm for cemeteries, some photos my husband and I have taken, and random cemetery-related things I find interesting. You never know what you’ll find when you enter a cemetery.
For instance, in 2011, we took an afternoon to go to the Garden Museum in London, which is located in the old St. Mary-at-Lambeth church. After viewing the museum, we got some refreshments, sat out in the churchyard among the headstones, and discovered we were having tea in the shadow of the sarcophagus of Captain Bligh. You know, Mutiny on the Bounty Captain Bligh. That’s London for you.