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Walking on my ancestors
On a recent walk, I found myself in a churchyard. I’ve been here dozens of times before. Because it commands wonderful views of the coastline, I’m usually looking up and out across the sea. Today though, it was cloudy and I found myself looking at my surroundings more, looking at the ground more. For the first time in this place I noticed that the path is made up of unusually large stone slabs. They’re all slightly different to one another, some are taller, others taper in unexpected ways. Upon further inspection, I noticed that some of them had marks on…