Yeah, retreat. Stay here in safety! This is the exact topic that had me in tears last weekend.I stuck my head above the parapet and will retreat for a while.
I am fuming
Yeah, retreat. Stay here in safety! This is the exact topic that had me in tears last weekend.I stuck my head above the parapet and will retreat for a while.
I am fuming
It's dead quiet. It's like a ghost town around here!@Caitlyn130 You have quiet neighbours!
Don’t you get spooked?It's dead quiet. It's like a ghost town around here!
I did at first. I was here by myself for a month before my housemate joined me, and it was the dead of winter. When I woke up at night to go to the bathroom I'd sprint down the hall, and run back to my room as quickly as possible and hide under the covers. I was a 33 year old woman!! I'm fine now though, I even sleep with the curtains open because I find that without light coming in it's impossible to wake up.Don’t you get spooked?
Wow. I love old graveyards, but not at night!I did at first. I was here by myself for a month before my housemate joined me, and it was the dead of winter. When I woke up at night to go to the bathroom I'd sprint down the hall, and run back to my room as quickly as possible and hide under the covers. I was a 33 year old woman!! I'm fine now though, I even sleep with the curtains open because I find that without light coming in it's impossible to wake up.
Two victims of Jack the Ripper are buried there.
Aaah...you'd be one of the teenagers me and my neighbours occasionally write a strongly-worded letter to the cemetery manager about! Grumble grumble.My inner goth would love that.
Used to hang around the graveyard with my friends in my teens because weirdos.
I love the old names, the Winifred’s etc.I'm more respectful these days. I weirdly like walking around reading the gravestones. I always wonder what was written on the ones so faded you cant see
Yeah me too. Always makes me sad to see the small spaces for kids.I love the old names, the Winifred’s etc.
Does he have a name?Yeah me too. Always makes me sad to see the small spaces for kids.
Took some more photos of my Robin friend and thought of you.
He's named Randy and his wife is RhondaDoes he have a name?
I had a walk through there once but they have an entire section for children and lots of graves had their pictures on, too. I got extremely upset and left, and have never returned. I don't mind it as a backdrop to my house but I can't go in there.Yeah me too. Always makes me sad to see the small spaces for kids.
Took some more photos of my Robin friend and thought of you.
Do they both have equal amounts of red on their breasts. In the bird world it is often the boy birds who have the fancy schmancy plumage. The females can be drab. Is it the same for robins?He's named Randy and his wife is Rhonda
Oh I avoid now. Don't even like to visit my parents grave if I can help it.I had a walk through there once but they have an entire section for children and lots of graves had their pictures on, too. I got extremely upset and left, and have never returned. I don't mind it as a backdrop to my house but I can't go in there.
You can only tell them apart by their behaviour really. I only know there's a male and female because I've seen them together. Male birds tend to be around more getting food even when its not breeding seasonDo they both have equal amounts of red on their breasts. In the bird world it is often the boy birds who have the fancy schmancy plumage. The females can be drab. Is it the same for robins?
Ooh, that's interesting!I did at first. I was here by myself for a month before my housemate joined me, and it was the dead of winter. When I woke up at night to go to the bathroom I'd sprint down the hall, and run back to my room as quickly as possible and hide under the covers. I was a 33 year old woman!! I'm fine now though, I even sleep with the curtains open because I find that without light coming in it's impossible to wake up.
Two victims of Jack the Ripper are buried there.