I thought you had previously complained about a depressed neighbour who was always wanting to kill himself
Of course it could have been the other Harbal.
He’s still alive.
Bad luck!
WWJD
I don’t think luck comes into it. I suspect he’s doing it deliberately.
You mean he’s intentionally attempting to ‘try’ to kill himself?
Why? For attention?
No, I think he is intentionally staying alive. I don’t have much to do with him, and he only mentioned once that he had attempted to kill himself. I didn’t ask him for the details, in case he told me.
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Yeah, we wouldn’t want you to be getting any ideas
He’s not really the kind of person whose ideas many people would want to adopt.
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A church not far from where I live has an interesting feature in the entrance to the churchyard. There are three skulls behind a glass panel. One is stone, but the other two are real. I don’t know whose heads they used to be. 
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That looks like Halloween 
Very interesting
How strange 
Intrigued, so I did some digging @Harbal
Apparently, it’s a way of honouring the dead. The skulls may serve a similar purpose perhaps?
Ossuaries—chambers for storing human bones—are commonly described as places founded to house skeletal remains when cemeteries were overcrowded and burial space was scarce. But to focus solely on the functional would be selling these grim bone houses short.
Throughout ancient and medieval times and in the Catholic and Orthodox faiths, displaying and maintaining the bones of the deceased was a way to honor the dead. Thus today you’ll find ossuaries and churches spread across Europe, decorated with artfully arranged skulls and skeletons. While some ossuaries are more macabre, such as mass crypts dug for tens of thousands of plague victims or fallen soldiers, others are beautiful churches and chambers adorned with the bones of departed souls. Visiting the halls of the dead today is a fascinating reminder of our own mortality, one of the only certainties in life, and a way to ponder the eternal question of what happens after the soul leaves behind our mortal remains.
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I forget much, Minx, but my mortality is one thing I don’t need reminding of. 
Thank you for that, it was very informative.
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Your threads are sometimes thought provoking! Thank Harbal
Way out West by here in Zumerzet we have churches with things called Hunky Punks.
They are part of the group called grotesques, but they serve no physical function, unlike Gargoyles which are used as water spouts.
It is thought that Hunky Punks were to appease the old Pagan worshippers by incorporating things to ward off evil spirits into Christian worship.
I visited this church at the village of Wick Saint Lawrence on a walk near the Bristol Channel a few years ago when it was open to the public one Harvest Festival Sunday.
You can see the two punks near the top of the tower.
Yer they be.
'Ansome bain’t they?
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Scary 
We have a Punky (or Punkie) Night by here as well. It’s a lesser known relative of All Hallows’ Eve.
Wanna punchup?
Punky night is usually held on the last Thursday of October. Children dressed in medieval clothes go door to door with a jack o’lantern and sing a song—“Give me a candle, give me a light. If you don’t, you’ll get a fright!”.
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Johnny Rotten and Sid Vicious if I’m not mistaken, Fruitcake.
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It’s really interesting discovering all these traditions
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