Neath the Copper Beech

Out and about for work today.

I chanced to be near a place I hadn't been for nearly 16 years.

My youngest brother used to live across the lane from the cemetry, but unfortunately that wasn't the reason for my visit all those years ago.

A friend suffered a cot death of her 9 month old Mathew. He was born exactly a year after Curlyfries. He is buried between the roots of this beautiful tree.
The tree can be seen from the main road between Perth and Dundee, so every time I am travelling along the road I can see it and think of that wee smasher.

Not a bad memorial marker.


A good return to community work, but might need my running shoes tomorrow.


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