St Luke’s Church and Graveyard in Douglas. I have a few memories of this church from the early eighties. A man named Mr Good lived in the gate house nearby and I visited there once with my mother. I remember it because he had a kaleidoscope that fascinated me. It was the first time I’d seen such a wondrous device! Probably in 1979, or 1980, the shed next door became a class room for some time and I remember sitting at a desk looking around at other kids.
I haven’t visited the graveyard since, but I’d like to go back for a wander around.