Two Old Fools in Spain Again
“The Cemetery | Two Old Fools in Spain Again 23. The Cemetery Butternut Squash with Herbs and Garlic Our house stood just a pebble’s throw from the village cemetery and funeral processions would pass our front door. The first time this happened, many years ago, I was on my own in the living room. At the time, we had one small, quite high, window overlooking the street, too high for people to look inside. I looked up when I heard the tramp of many feet approaching. To my astonishment, a coffin sa...iled past the window. Being high the window didn’t reveal the bearers, which resulted in the unnerving sight.
I’d always loved El Hoyo’s cemetery. It was far more intimate than any cemetery I’ve seen in England. Surrounded by white walls, the graves were neat and well maintained. An ancient yew tree, a favourite place for nesting birds, cast its shadow over the sleeping inhabitants. Apart from the graves, rows of niches were set into the walls. Each niche had a shiny brass plaque and was often accompanied by a portrait photograph of the departed.MoreLess
I’d always loved El Hoyo’s cemetery. It was far more intimate than any cemetery I’ve seen in England. Surrounded by white walls, the graves were neat and well maintained. An ancient yew tree, a favourite place for nesting birds, cast its shadow over the sleeping inhabitants. Apart from the graves, rows of niches were set into the walls. Each niche had a shiny brass plaque and was often accompanied by a portrait photograph of the departed.MoreLess
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