Blundeston Church, Suffolk by Cameron Self on Flickr.
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‘I was born at Blunderstone, in Suffolk, or “thereby” as they say in Scotland. I was a posthumous child. My father’s eyes had closed upon the light of this world six months when mine opened on it. There is something strange to me even now, in the reflection that he never saw me; and something stranger yet is the shadowy remembrance that I have of my first childish associations with his white grave-stone in the churchyard, and the indefinable compassion I used to feel for it lying out alone there in the dark night, when our little parlour was warm and bright with fire and candle, and the doors of our house - were almost cruelly, it seemed to me sometimes - bolted and locked against it.’
‘David Copperfield’ by Charles Dickens
