Among other tags on the photos of those spookily skull-faced ladies, I used the term “memento mori” - and like a twit I then went Googling.
After far too many Victorian-era post-mortem photographs (for the most part they’re neither gross nor creepy, just infinitely sad) I needed a jolt of kittens, bunnies or something equally cute and cheerful.
Then I saw this photo, the gravestone of a lady who had the right idea. I feel better now, and over the weekend Diane and I will make some fudge and think kindly of Kay, whoever she was.
It looks a lot like a recipe my mum used to make…
(Edited to add: Photo of fudge we made today, Tuesday 5th March 2013. Thank you, Kay. It’s delicious!)