st james gardens

This former burial ground still has monuments to various people, including a whole family of sailors/​soldiers who were killed off, including a poor 19 year old lad who caught a fever on a captured slave ship back in 1803. Nice reminder that America was a criminal nation for the first 100 years or so, defying international laws when it came to buying and selling people, leaving us to storm their boats whenever possible.
The gardens are large but untended, with weedy flowerbeds, circles where fountains should be, and mud in places instead of grass. It’s alright to eat your sandwiches though, and there’s, surprise, surprise, a lone Thistle hotel next door with an underground bistro!