We’ve walked through Salthouse Churchyard on many hikes along the Norfolk Coast, but only today did I notice the little red sign to ‘The Old Chapel’.
The grass is hardly trodden down, just a faint memory of footsteps leading between the headstones to a low gap amid the briar, ivy and blackthorn. Stooping through this natural green arch, you find yourself in a small open space, the ground covered with brown leaves.
Ivy chokes the remains of the flint walls and headstones are stacked all around. The dates are all from the 1800s. One read, simply: T. H. 1896 S. H. 1852. I wonder who they were?