So, St. Davids Park is a bit more than just grass, trees, a gazebo and lion statues.
It's a graveyard!
'Cemetery' might be a better word.
There are two types of graves in St. Davids Park. Memorial, and - for lack of a better word - tombs. Here is a 'tomb':
This is some of the writing on it:
I love how the sun is hitting it.
Here's another 'tomb':
In it are (or, were... the coffin is from 1859!) the remains of a man named James Kelly. I wonder if he was related to Ned?
Slightly seperated from the rest of the garden, down a flight of stone stairs (you'll see them tomorrow!) are walls with memorial plaques on them.
I didn't look at the plaques themselves (I had to meet my husband at the hairdressers and was already running late), but I'm sure I would have recognised at least some of the names.
Regardless of whether I'd recognise any names or not, the wall is very picturesque!
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