I’d have found this a bit morbid a couple of months ago, but I love Wolvercote cemetery. It’s a comforting, fascinating, unusual and beautiful space. I suspect I’ll end up taking a shedload of photos there. A ‘Wolvercote series’. Apologies to those of you who get naffed off when it’s a photo post. The pics are almost as cathartic as the writing.
Yesterday was an example of a perfect, late summer evening.
A certain type of peace! Strange but perfectly understandable!
John was a student at oxford when he died so he stayed I suppose. Buried xmas eve. Remembered at balliol
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