A wind-bent marble angel crouches in permanent Catholic isolation to commemorate the premature death ofan Italian husband from Montoverdi for a local widow - unable to mourn in person on account of the fact she's been spending most of her time decomposing since 1856.

A kick-ass granite Tombstone hovers above the dust of a 29 year old man drowned at Kilmalcolm near Stranraer in 1868. His death is described as 'accidental' - like he didn't do it deliberately or anything. A functionary stroke of Calvinism in the plain chiselled letters.

The isolation and the lack of computer games is drilled to within 4 atoms of the night. The Scottish summer night is almost icy. Brooding with an anger based on lack of attention and neglect.