Church visit

Did the watering at the house of No1 son, who is away and on the spur of the moment decided to drive home via the village where I started school.  Had to pay a visit to the churchyard as I recognise so many of the family names!
My father was buried there in 1944 next to my twin brother who died in infancy in 1938.  My mother couldn't afford a headstone and so the area is just a square of mown grass.  I think only my sister and I can recognise the exact spot.  Pleased to see the graveyard is well kept.
My friend and I are planning an early morning start for our 2+ hours drive tomorrow and hope we can avoid the promised heat.  Cannot get into the rented property until 3pm but I am sure we will find somewhere cool to hang out until then.
Blips will be on my phone for a few days so bear with me!