I’m not sure whether the intended readership of this sign are historians, vandals, or funeral attenders, but I like it. There is nothing worse than not knowing when a door was bricked up.
The church in question is St Mary the Virgin, Little Burstead, which is a couple of miles from where I live.
This photograph was brought to you as part of the DW ‘post something on the blog every day even if it is rubbish’ scheme. I can’t see it working myself, but there you go.