You son of a bitch! You moved the cemetery, but you left the bodies, didn’t you?! You son of a bitch, you left the bodies and you only moved the headstones! YOU ONLY MOVED THE HEADSTONES! WHY?! WHY?!
Steve Freeling, Poltergeist
A classic quote from a classic movie.
“Oh how wonderful,” proclaimed the posh lady from the Friends of Highgate Cemetery as she ticked off the second ‘Linda’ from her list, “a brrrace of Lindas.”
I loved it. Not only did I get to visit one of the best cemeteries in the UK, there was this completely bonkers woman signing me in. As far as I know, there is no collective noun for Lindas, but if there was, this would work for me…
This title was not meant to be a contender for world’s worst burial joke – though happy to judge if you pop a response in the comments…
No, as I started writing this blog I realised I wasn’t entirely sure whether there’s a difference between the two terms. Are they completely interchangeable?
I was about to start this post by saying that I couldn’t remember when my obsession with graveyards began. But as soon as I started typing I think I know.