I’m puzzling over what to order for my mother’s gravestone, and a little saddened that all graves in the churchyard these days are nearly identical. Same height, mostly same shape. Old graveyards are glorious in their diversity. I don’t want to break the rules, but I do hope to place something a little more eccentric where my mother lies, as she herself was so gloriously eccentric. Perhaps a headstone with a stone sculpture of her beloved poodle lying faithfully at its base. Is that sentimental and naff? And anyway, where do you go for an animal sculpture? Mickey, her poodle, is still alive, but not for much longer, I suspect. I just know that if I could achieve this it would make me smile every time I visit the grave.
Published on January 20, 2014 08:45