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doug boardley
omg, just remembered this one!:yikes: Me and Mrs had been for a bevvy or two while I was on crutches (another broken leg!) anyway on the way back, Mrs had walked on ahead so I thought I'd take a shortcut through the graveyard, halfway up the path is an overhanging Yew tree... "Mrs is bound to come looking for me," I thought, " I know I'll prop my crutches against this gravestone and pull myself up this Yew and frighten her as she comes past!" I managed to get up the Yew... fell asleep in a crook of boughs, Mrs didn't come looking for me! So I lowered myself back down onto the cross shaped gravestone and then.... snap!:yikes: the flaming gravestone snapped in two!! I quickly gathered some flowers from a nearby recent internment and placed them round the desecrated gravestone, then hopped as fast as a peed up person on crutches could go!