The grandaddy of them all
Literally: the not-very-readable bunting on the back says GRANDAD. Poor bastard either died at 60 or it was decorated for his 60th birthday. The stones all around were painted with his name and many messages of love, but not what he died of.
I said to Uncle B – if I want people to put together a memorial like that after I die, I’d better get a move on performing miracles.
Hope you enjoyed these many fine benches. Good weekend, everyone!
October 10, 2025 — 4:29 pm
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