Last Friday was a scorchio day in many parts of the country, but included my area as well. I had to go to town to pick up my son in laws birthday pressies. I’d had 2 piccies framed for him and received a txt that morning to say they were ready…..
The village bus was late as the traffic through the village was busier than I’ve ever seen it! Turns out many people were avoiding the dual carriageway into Hull and the coast beyond and thought it would be a quieter route through our village…..wrong! 🙄….
The same was true once we got in Beverley. The bus driver said it had been like this all morning and asked if we all were prepared to be dropped off at the bus station. All in agreement, he headed off, as soon as we hit the town gridlock, down the side streets and bypassed the stationary traffic, much to our relief or we could have been there all day 🙄
We all got off the bus and all the roads were just at a standstill….a local bobby said this was the start of the traffic to the coast 😳….we’re miles away😳…..
I snuck round by St Marys Church
And saw the cars stationary there as well. The funniest thing was, that several cars that had passed me waiting for my bus in the village, were in that queue. One of them shouted, who was from the village:
“How did you get here before we did” 😂🤣😂
Anyway, I picked up my 2 framed piccies…..and then had an hour spare before the bus home. It was such a hot day I really didn’t want to walk round town, and the piccies were quite bulky and heavy. As I stood having a think what to do, I looked to my left and saw Coronation Gardens, which I’d forgotten existed….
I ambled there and spotted a bench in the shade. A few other people had had the same idea. Some on the grass eating ice cream, others, like me sat on a bench reading a book, a newspaper or simply sat in the shade watching the world go by….
It’s a lovely peaceful place and even though, it’s in a busy part of town, so quiet…so restful…
I lost track of time, just sat watching….even the birds feel happy there hopping between the benches looking for a tasty worm or two…
All around the wall edges are very old tomb stones and at the back, the grander graves…
As I realised it was time to amble for the bus, I walked along the edge looking at the inscriptions, the side I chose were all from the 1800’s…..all very touching and carved with love yet faded with time….
…..for me it was a way to pass an hour before my bus home…for others, long gone from this world, it was simply their resting place……