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Edinburgh always feels like a big day out, even though it's only 40 miles down the road. As usual I spotted a graveyard and made an unscheduled stop. I like this unusual Death figure; he's got an oddly demonic look, is rather solidly built for a spirit, and has been provided with a decency-piece.

Some other grave yard shots in the extras: a simple 17th century stone, and a classic 19th century Celtic cross, when it seemed to be the done thing to get your stone three times the size of everyone else's.