James Cope must have been quite a figure in the tiny Moorlands village of Ipstones during his lifetime.
This grand tomb memorial was built for his two wives (who both died before him), and then he was interred at this spot too, when he died in 1910.
I guess his family (or was it on his own posthumous orders?) then had the bust of James himself stuck on top.
It doesn't quite work, does it? Bit too pompous for modern tastes.