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Our final resting places are often a matter of circumstance, history, and almost arbitrary geography. So it was for my father, whose grave we visited yesterday, featuring it on my post. Having, apart from his war years in France, spent the majority of his life in and around Wimbledon where he was born, Dad retired to the village of Horndean in East Hampshire, expecting to spend his retirement there. It was not to be long before his death, leaving my mother to spend the next thirty years alone. She will be 95 in two days time.
Although she now lives in West End near my sister, Elizabeth, Mum has booked her place to join him when the time comes, as she first did in the early 1940s.
A short distance from my parents’ then home lies Catherington Cemetery which opened in 1966, in time to receive my father’s body 21 years later. It is managed by East Hampshire Council.
Tim Lambert, in http://www.localhistories.org/catherington.html gives us the following information: ‘During the Middle Ages Catherington was a small and isolated village. It stood in the Forest of Bere. That was a great forest that stretched from the border of Hampshire to Winchester. At that time Waterlooville and Cowplain did not exist. Catherington must have been a very quiet and secluded place [which developed slowly until] in 1901 its population was only a little over 1,300. Meanwhile Catherington Church of All Saints was rebuilt in 1883 by the architect Edmund Ferrey (1845-1900).’ Villagers now number around 4,000.
As I wrote yesterday this public cemetery stands next to that of All Saints Parish Church, which has its origins in Saxon and Norman times. Currently the church is undergoing repairs to the drains and the roof. The tombs of Admirals Sir Charles Napier and Sir Christopher Cradock in company with that of the actor Edmund Kean are among the residents of this plot.
Whereas the graves of those in the modern cemetery are laid out in straight, upright, rows, those in the churchyard are the more familiar lurching, lichen covered relics giving rise to the unfortunate description
tombstone teeth.
I do not wish to be disrespectful. These stones may well continue to defy gravity for many years to come.
We explored the inside of the rather splendid little building, the Norman nave of which has been encased by Ferrey’s additions;
but, apart from the extensive list of incumbents, have been unable to trace historical documentation supporting the claim that the original church dates from the twelfth century. Wooden information boards at the back of the church state that the wooden Saxon building was replaced in the 1180s.
Hordle Chinese Take Away provided our dinner this evening.
I’m very pleased to hear they are repairing and caring for the church. How many places can say they have one from Saxon/Norman times!
So true, GP. Many thanks
Thanks for sharing the inside of the church, it’s beautiful. Happy early birthday to your mum!
Thanks very much, Jill
I actually like the state of the old tombstones; a good reminder that nothing is permanent. Thank you for providing the link on Edmund Kean. Quite a character.
Thanks a lot, Oglach
A lovely church, Derrick.
Thanks a lot, John
Lovely photos of your parents Derek .Adam is his doppelganger.
Thanks, Helen. I think so, too.
I hadn’t heard that expression about teeth before – it’s cruel to the owner of the teeth, but still made me laugh. The church is beautiful.
Many thanks, Pauline
I love old pictures, especially those of women in the 1940s. Such feminine hairstyles and dresses!
I agree, Diane. Thanks a lot
Happy birthday to you mum!
Thanks a lot, Leslie
Lovely church. Happy birthday to mother!
Many thanks, Lynn
That is ancient resting place. Somehow the tilting tombstones leave me with the feeling that they wish to communicate something over and beyond the lichen.
Nice thought, Uma. Thank you very much
The old tombstones have defiantly withstood the ravages of time, and look becomingly rustic within the ancient Church’s grounds.
Many thanks, Ivor
I enjoy old churchyards and cemeteries.. nice visit
Thanks very much, Dymoon
I guess even carvings in stone cannot withstand the weather in time.
Yep. Thanks, Mary
Lovely church! Yes, early birthday greetings and wishes for your mother. 🎊🎉🎶🎈🎂😀
Thanks very much, Rob
A beautiful place.
Thanks very much, Laurie
Wow, beautiful images. I love old graveyards for some reason, I always like to think what the people’s lives were like. (Is that weird?) In Switzerland they remove most of them after 25 years, which is kind of sad. After 25 years all traces of your life are just wiped out.
Thanks very much, Kathrin. You might find this post interesting. The book is about 7 historic London cemeteries: https://derrickjknight.com/2013/04/07/the-magnificent-seven/
Thanks! I’ll have a look.
The old churchyard really has a beauty of its own, Derrick. Happy 95th to your Mum. 🙂
Many thanks, Sylvia. Will pass on your greetings
I notice that all the priests that served All Saints Catherington are called ‘Vicars’. There appears to be several names dating from before the Dissolution of the Monasteries, (1536-1541) being catholic, would they have been called vicars back then?
I always think of Vicar as being a decidedly English thing, even though the Pope is called the Vicarius Christi; Vicar of Christ The local RC priests always seem to be called ‘father’; as in our father etc.
They were all Father in my Jesuit Grammar school. You might like this story featuring one in particular: https://derrickjknight.com/2012/09/03/bats/ Thanks a lot
My goodness, this was packed with history and family details, Derrick. 🙂
I enjoyed the individual photographs of your Mom and Dad as a young, attractive couple in lovely condition.
My Dad passed away in 2001, so it has been awhile for Mom to be on her own, although not 30 years.
The Nave was beautiful in the very old cemetery. The stones really do show their age. 1180’s is certainly an ancient time, but it appears timeless inside. Smiles, Robin 💐
Very many thanks, Robin. X
That amazingly old church is lovely and very well taken care of. Great photographs, Derrick.
Thanks very much, Inese
What a beautiful Church. Happy birthday to your mother, Derrick.
Many thanks, Persia
A very happy birthday to your mother! All Saints, Catherington is a very lovely-looking church – well-loved and cared for. The gravestones in our churchyard were straightened a few years ago but within a year they were tilting again. Too much rain and then drought and visits from moles and other burrowing creatures makes for uneven ground and leaning gravestones!
Many thanks, Clare
That church is indeed lovely, and I like the look of the crooked tombstones.
Thanks a lot, Laurie
Wishing your mother a happy birthday, Derrick!
I have never heard the expression tombstone teeth. I wonder how deeply they are planted to defy gravity that way?
It does make you wonder, doesn’t it? Today’s stones are certainly not that deep. Many thanks, Lavinia
I was perplexed as to why the ancient cemetery looked so familiar when I realized that my crabby, sugar addicted neighbor has teeth just like the tombstones. 😀
You are on form with your comments today, Rose. 🙂 Many thanks
Your posts are extraordinary. It’s not difficult to feel inspired by you and Jackie.
That’s lovely, Rose. Thank you very much
One thing that worries me about losing teeth is whether I can get yellow, crooked false teeth or will I have to have straight white ones and look like a Hollywood matinee idol.
Lovely historic shots again.
Many thanks, Quercus. Dennis Waterman’s should simplify the decision 🙂
I had to Google that – they seem to be quite famous. Laughed at the Ricky Gervaise report in this article. http://www.telegraph.co.uk/comment/personal-view/3562467/A-crooked-smile-is-better-than-pearly-whites.html
Thanks for the link