So lets go where we’re happy – To the Highbury cemetery.
We actually walked there from our flat, a mere 1 1/2 hour stroll.
We took a £5 tour of the tour only side of the cemetery, which was about 45 minutes long. Highlights of this side included the graves of Thomas Sayers, Victorian bare knuckle pugilist, and Michael Faraday an early experimenter with electricity.
The Grave of Thomas Sayer, with a life sized statue of his dog King
Apparently when Michael Faraday was asked by the British Minister of Finance about the practical benefits of electricity, he replied “One day sir, you may tax it”.
The other side of the cemetery was open to the public (for £3), and had the tomb of Karl Marx, who according to wikipedia (Who knows so much about these things), never managed to say anything funny enough to quote here.
Grave of Karl Marx (and wife of Karl Marx, and daughter of Karl Marx)
I just found out from Wikipedia that Douglas Adams is also buried somewhere in the cemetery, but we didn’t see his grave.
Alas, Keats and Yates were no where to be seen on either side.
What about Wilde? And did you gravely read the stones?
Weird lover Wilde was on my side.
As for the stones I had to wonder –
All those people, all those lives, where are they now?
With loves and hates and passions just like mine, they were born and then they lived and then they died.
It seems so unfair, I want to cry.