Burial Ground

The Past

Hartley Burial Ground is set in one of the most peaceful areas of Hartley, next to All Saints Church in Church Road. It was opened in 1950 when the Church burial ground became full. Hartley Burial Ground is used by both the Church of England and the Roman Catholic Church, St Francis De Sales, which does not have its own graveyard.

The old Garden of Remembrance was used to scatter ashes but is currently being rested. Bronze plaques have been fitted to the wall surrounding the Garden of Remembrance, in memory of those interred. Present Residents of Hartley, whatever their faith, are buried here. Non-residents of Hartley may only be buried here if they have had a strong connection with the village in the past.

New Garden of Remembrance The Burial Ground and Gardens of Remembrance are in the care and ownership of the Parish Council. The Burial Ground is maintained as a lawned area, with several benches donated by families of those buried here, for a place to sit and recall favourite memories of loved ones. Ashes are interred in the new Garden of Remembrance and relatives are able to place a stone memorial at the spot. A maximum of two interments of ashes are allowed in one single plot. Full details of the rules and regulations pertaining to the Burial Grounds & Gardens of Remembrance may be obtained from the Clerk at the Parish Office or viewed on the Parish Council’s website.

The Future

The Burial Ground is becoming full, and the Parish Council is currently creating a new Burial Ground at Manor Field. Planning permission has been granted and the ground and boundaries
are being prepared to enable it to be used in the near future.

The new Burial Ground should provide enough plots to last for a hundred years.

In Memorium

Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there I do not sleep
I am a thousand winds that blow
I am the diamond glints on the snow
I am the sunlight on ripened grain
I am the gentle autumn rain
When you awaken in the morning hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight
I am the soft stars that shine at night
Do not stand at my grave and cry
I am not there I did not die.