The Terrace…

The Terrace is a great cafe that I often used to pop in for a take away Pad Thai when I lived just around the corner. But it used to be the Sisters Cemetery. It’s a mystery why it was known as the Sisters Cemetery because there was no convent in the area.
Originally it just ran straight down the hill to the Town Church but when Cornet Street was rerouted to run right down to the seafront the high wall was built and some bodies were moved to the Strangers Cemetery or Candie Cemetery. So this is another in my mini series of cemeteries.
Taking this pic of a cemetery made me think of my pet hate which is people using the euphemism passed away instead of saying died. I feel so strongly about this that along with details of the funeral director that I have prepaid my cremation with when I die, I have left strict instructions on the wording of announcements in the local paper, Facebook and of course Blip. I’m sure most people would think this is really silly so I have tagged this for Silly Saturday;-))
I also wondered when people began using this euphemism so instead of a saying I am giving you the answer…
The shift from "died" to "passed away" as a euphemism for death gained prominence in the early 1970s. While the term "passed away" has been used since the 15th century to describe the departing of a soul, its broader adoption as a replacement for "died" in common language started in the 70s. This change was likely driven by a desire to soften the harshness of the word "death" and make it seem less final. 

By the early 1980s, "passed away" had become the norm for funeral homes and obituaries, while newspapers and other media still occasionally used "died". The use of "passed away" is often attributed to a growing taboo against openly discussing death and a desire to make it seem less direct or unpleasant.