There's gratitude for you... !?!

Last week during a short stay in the bucolic loveliness that is East Suffolk, I decided to drop into the parish church at Cratfield. It was from nearby Huntingfield that some cousins of mine emigrated to Western Australia some 40-odd years ago. There, after many years of hard graft and not infrequent personal danger, the younger of the two made a considerable fortune for himself prospecting gold. It is many years since Mark has been back to Suffolk, but when the church at Cratfield needed to raise funds, he stepped in at once. I found that this plaque had been put up to mark his act of generosity.

Oh dear. It seems my cousin was less popular in the parish than we'd all assumed...