R.I.P, Grandma, Grandpa

Yesterday we finally finished the process of laying the remains of my grandparents (died in 1996 and 1967, respectively) to their new resting place. We had them unearthed and cremated, because the cemetery where they were lying had become an untended-to jungle. Every time we went there, we had to practically dig the grave out from under all that weed and fallen and rotten leaves, spontaneously build ant hills and stuff. It was no longer a dignified place for our loved ones.

They were fairly back in the graveyard, one had to walk at least half an hour to got there, and with the occasional unsavoury fellow lurking among the graves, we no longer dared to go and visit them, unless there was much traffic in the cemetery, like on All Saints' Day. Now they are in the church yard, easily accessible, in nicely ordered surroundings, and Mum's finally in peace about it.
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