The Washington Post has a nice piece today about a spot I'd like to visit one of these days: Shakespeare's resting place inside Holy Trinity Church at Stratford-Upon-Avon.
"I thought he was buried at Westminster Abbey," [Cath Blann] said, referring to the London landmark where Charles Dickens, Rudyard Kipling and other giants of English literature lie. Maybe, she said, the British take some of their history for granted because they are "surrounded by it all the time."
As she spoke, her giggling son began to crawl under the brass railing, and she gently pulled him back. "Aidan, darling," she said, "don't crawl on Shakespeare's grave." [Link]
[Photo credit: Shakespeare's grave by Carleton Atwater]