I find cemetaries facinating places. You may think that this gives some wierd insight into my mind, but truely, it's more about the peace to be found in the middle of a frenetic city and the insight they give the people who once lived, worked and played in the place where I live.

Edinburgh is briming with old cemetaries that the local authorities struggle to maintain. So many therefore, seem to be slowing returning to nature - I'm pretty sure it's not how those buried here intended but it does leave me feeling it wouldn't be a bad place to end up...

This is not meant to be creepy!