Continuing past Bronte we reached Waverley Cemetery, which is also full of people not paying taxes for the view, though the council are thus far letting it lie.
The cemetery takes quite a battering, being on the cliff, and the graves are in worse repair than you'd expect for their ages. Some of them appear to have shifted a bit though erosion or subsidence. Some of them are spilling onto the path and you have to walk very close to the family vaults if you want to continue the walk.
As Shaggy would have said - Yikes.
And then there's the rugby pitch up on the cliff. It's winter and you know how wet it's been but look at the colour of the grass. Now you know why Tom Jones always craps on about the green green grass of home.
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