Despite my eyes being expertly honed by many years of daily use for landscape investigation, it was my wife who yesterday discovered this lonely group of pet burials incongruously wedged between modern building extensions and a car park. I must have overlooked these many times over the last few years as I traveled down this street connecting the local library with the seafront Promenade.
It turns out that the burials are associated with The Grand Hotel which was built on the Promenade in 1897. At least the earliest examples are memorials for the dogs owned by Miss Kitty Holloway who ran the hotel from 1912 to at least the 1940s.
It never ceases to amaze me of how much is out there to discover if we only just stop, think and actually use our eyes to observe.