So sad.

Shitty day at work today (again).

Then it got worse, people had all been dragged into meetings over lunchtime - so no pub.

It's Friday! What do they mean NO PUB!!!

So, I popped in the car to head off to this churchyard I'd spotted whilst scrumping for apples.

Got a few shots, that were okay, but so this headstone on the way out.

Can you imagine!

Would they have known, in 1950 she had triplets? Who knows.

I suspect they would have been born premature, and nowadays they might have survived.

But going from 3 to 2 to 1 in the space of a week.

Would be interested to know what happened to the surviving baby!