Digging up bodies, taking back cider
Kicking over crosses, I lay down beside her
Graveyard, graveyard booze up
We tanked her up and she came down
We went to the graveyard instead of around town
Graveyard, graveyard booze up
The skeletons started dancing cos we had too much beer
So we danced with them and forgot about our fear
Graveyard, graveyard booze up
30th May 2023 – If we got to Bournemouth during the afternoon we would grab some lagers and cider and sit around the graveyard next to the car park where Capones was on the top floor. There were often other punks around getting drunk and being generally reckless. It was quiet and secluded so no one really bothered you there. You can see from the picture there was a lot of tree cover and the paths through were really only for folks wishing to attend graves, which didn’t seem to happen very often.
Mary Shelley is buried in this graveyard – something which I just learned this minute! I wouldn’t have known who she was in 1984.
30th Oct 2024 – Shared with Word of the Day Challenge – graveyard

This is funny, thanks for joining in on the Word of the Day
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Thanks Alice. It was a long time ago!
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