A truly happy person is one who can enjoy the scenery on a detour, and one who can enjoy browsing old cemeteries.

Some fascinating things on old tombstones!

Harry Edsel Smith of St Albans Herts.: Born 1903–Died 1942. Looked up the lift shaft to see if the lift was on the way down. It was.

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In a Yatton Somerset, cemetery: Here lies an Atheist, all dressed up and no place to go.

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On the grave of Jobe Aikle in East Dulwich Cemetery , London: Here lies Jobe Aikle, Age 102. Only the Good Die Young.

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In a London, England cemetery: Here lies Ann Mann, who lived an old maid but died an old Mann. Dec. 8, 1767

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In a Ribbesford, England , cemetery: Anna Wallace The children of Israel wanted bread, and the Lord sent them manna. Clark Wallace wanted a wife, and the Devil sent him Anna.

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In a Rainham, Kent, cemetery: Here lies Johnny Yeast. Pardon me for not rising.

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In a Birmingham England, cemetery: Here lies the body of Jonathan Blake. Stepped on the accelerator instead of the brake.

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A lawyer’s epitaph in England : Sir John Strange. Here lies an honest lawyer, and that is Strange.

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John Penny’s epitaph in the Wimborne, England cemetery: If cash thou art in want of any, dig six feet deep and thou wilt find a Penny.

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In a Hartscombe, England cemetery: On the 22nd of June, Jonathan Fiddle went out of tune.

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Anna Hopewell’s grave in Devon England, Here lies the body of our Anna, Done to death by a banana. It wasn’t the fruit that laid her low, But the skin of the thing that made her go.

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On a grave from the 1880s in Epping London: Under the sod and under the trees, lies the body of Jonathan Pease. He is not here, there’s only the pod. Pease shelled out and went to God.

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In a cemetery in England : Remember man, as you walk by, as you are now, so once was I. As I am now, so shall you be. Remember this and follow me. To which someone replied by writing on the tombstone: To follow you, I’ll not consent for I know not which way you went.