Lady Marie. She’s long been a fascination because…well, because where she was laid to rest just simply doesn’t add up. Tucked into a former council estate that just touches on the woodland part of Bromley, is St. Luke’s Cemetery. Originally built to provide a resting place for the parishioners of the church with which the […]Read More Who Was Lady Marie?
For LGBT History Month 2019 I’m inviting friends and fans alike to delve into our cemeteries and unearth some queer stories – there are loads, if you know where to look! Today I’m very pleased to post a blog by The Astroholic, himself, Dr Alfredo Carpineti! Alfredo is an Astrophysicist and writer for IFLScience; here he investigates the true leanings […]Read More The Closet & The Coffin
Who says cemeteries can’t be beautiful? You see those mausoleums? They gave me shade from the relentless August that I had to endure during my stay in Washington D.C. I walked a mile from the Catholic University of America campus (where I was staying) to the first and finest of the cemeteries in the States. […]Read More Rock Creek Cemetery
To celebrate LGBT History month I’ve asked writers, historians and scientists to write about interesting queer people who now reside in our cemeteries and crematoriums. To start us off, I’m thrilled to have a blog post from Loren Rhoads, author of ‘199 Cemeteries to See Before You Die‘ and ‘Wish You Were Here: Adventures in […]Read More Four Graves for Harvey Milk
…Hiram Maxim had an idea. Hiram Maxim is the dictionary definition of an eccentric. An American by birth, he was also an inventor – creating a type of inhaler and a machine gun. You could argue he’s responsible for filling up most of the world’s cemeteries with the latter device, although in his own lifetime when […]Read More What Becomes of Us After Death?
As the world goes mad and Summer has made way for Autumn, on a rare day off I decided to have a stroll around North London. It wasn’t around a Cemetery, for once. I know, I know. Considering that 75% of us decide to be cremated nowadays, I thought I’d take a slight tangent from […]Read More Ashes to Ashes
by Sheldon The blazing hulk of the USS Tulip burnt ferociously as 29 year old John Davis gasped for breath; his head erupting from the surface of the dark waters of the Potomac. Embers rained down from the sky – shouting aloud, in part to let people know he was alive but also to see if any of […]Read More The Most Incredible Article About the Civil War You’ll Ever Read