Hobnobbing with the Selfridges

A walk in the grounds of Highcliffe Castle with my Saturday morning friend.  Then we visited St Mark's churchyard as she hadn't seen the Selfridge graves.  I always feel the poignancy of the ornate tombstones Harry Selfridge erected for family members, and then the plainness of his own grave after all the money had gone.

Extra: I liked this little woodpecker peering through a hole.