The graveyards of Britain have been carefully combed to amass this engaging collection of tombstone inscriptions. Among the bizarre and amusing entries: "Here lays John Tyrwitt, A learned Divine, He died in a Fit, Through drinking Port Wine." In an age when many of these inscriptions are being lost to development and pollution, this book is both a celebration and a monument to the best of reverent—and irreverent—tombstone wit.
The graveyards of Britain have been carefully combed to amass this engaging collection of tombstone inscriptions. Among the bizarre and amusing entries: "Here lays John Tyrwitt, A learned Divine, He died in a Fit, Through drinking Port Wine." In an age when many of these inscriptions are being lost to development and pollution, this book is both a celebration and a monument to the best of reverent—and irreverent—tombstone wit.