I showed my father the memorial to Arthur Henry Hallam - 'snatched away by sudden death' - but decided against pointing out the sheela-na-gig.
My parents have not been snatched away by sudden death. They are 95 and 89 respectively - in fact, we were in Clevedon because it was my mother's birthday. We'd had hot drinks in a pub on the front with sea views. Now we were up in the cliff-top boneyard.
If the church and churchyard look familiar, it's because they have a second career as extras in Broadchurch.
And my mother, still proving there's puff in the old girl yet.