Lost for words

An amazing grave? I really have no idea what is going on here in the graveyard of St Mark’s Church on Portobello’s High Street. Maybe someone can enlighten me?

Our annual roof check and gutter cleaning was the highlight of the day. The roofer hung precariously from a rope around his waist to ensure our gutters worked properly and there were no loose slates. Shortly after they finished a severe squall ripped through and proved that they had done their work extremely efficiently.

I began the day meeting neighbours to take part in a local leaflet distribution. We all complied with the new lockdown regulations that began today.

Covid maybe under control in most parts of the U.K. but my contacts today with colleagues in two Central European countries told me that they are in the throes of dealing with an escalating third wave in which the “British” variant is featuring strongly.

Still very difficult to make any firm plans to see our children and grandchildren this summer.