Right, I said there was a little more to the Glendevon adventure...
We were fairly amazed, getting back to the car, to discover that it was 8pm! It was still light, but we'd been out walking for about five hours.
A unanimous decision was made that fish and chips were required, so we headed off home.
Part-way there, we passed a weird structure in a field by the road.
There was a lay-by, so I pulled over and we went exploring.
Turned out to be a random, and severely overgrown, graveyard.
There was a very big tree in the middle and a single flowering blackcurrant covered in bumblebees.
Most of the graves were from the 1800s. Just as we were leaving, I pulled back the branched of a conifer to read the back of one of the stones, and I found this!
Also in memory of Archibald Campbell Tait
For 12 years Bishop of London
and 14 years Archbishop of Canterbury
Born 21st Dec 1811, died at Addington 3rd Dec 1882
and was laid there beside his wife and son
Funny that the memorial place of a former Archbishop of Canterbury should go so neglected.
It's reputed in Wiki that: "...although the work of his life was all done in England, he remained a Scotsman to the end."
|Archibald Campbell Tait|
The moon was rising large and bright as we took our leave. We did indeed find a fish and chip shop, and Vimto, which had been a surprise topic on our walk! Mostly how we hadn't seen it in years, and how it was oddly a favourite in Sierra Leone, believe it or not. Mighty fine drink indeed.