Musing on Plants and People

I called in at the Bournemouth Council nursery as some of their plants are quite cheap.  While I was waiting for it to open I wandered into the cemetery opposite.  I was actually looking for the war graves which a friend had told me were there; but I shall have to go back another day armed with more information.

I was sad to label this building as an entry for Derelict Sunday.  I would have described it as a Jewish chapel, but I await correction from our local expert.  Who will hopefully answer another question: Why did some of the graves have pebbles carefully placed on them?