The other day I was lucky enough (very lucky) to win tickets to the Party for Perennial, a fund raising event for the horticultural charity Perennial. It is a worthy cause and so to make up for not paying for the tickets raffle tickets were purchased. My luck ran out at the raffle but that is, as always, not the point when you are supporting something worthwhile and it is truly worthwhile. We stayed overnight and so the next morning we had a relaxed wander about our capital city until it was time for the train.
Mary Wollstonecraft Godwin was buried there. Mary Wollstonecraft is hugely significant in the history of feminism and I wanted to visit where she was buried. For me it was a personal act of acknowledgement. There was also something rather apt about making this visit the day before millions of women marched in defiance and unity.
The trees in the churchyard are impressive, though the Hardy Tree is probably the most famous.
Burdett-Coutts Memorial to the people whose graves were lost during the relocation. It was clearly a significant act to relocate the bodies and I can only begin to imagine the upset it must have caused.
It was a fascinating end to our adventure into London. It was nice to have some time to wander as usually I am dashing around having to be somewhere. It was one of those moments when the need to take a little time seems a good habit to embrace.