There was this one time that I came first on qotw
My dad had a weird cousin. A very weird cousin.

He used to go back to Todmorden every summer for his holidays (because tiny northern towns where it is cold and rainy all year round make great summer holiday destinations) and decided he wanted to be buried there, in the graveyard on top of a hillside. Bought his plot, bought his tombstone. Name, date of birth - but of course no date of death.

Went back the next year and saw his own tombstone propping open the church door. A sight that not many people see! He died shortly afterwards and, in line with his instructions, there was no funeral. They just "chucked him in t'soil". And nobody bothered to update the tombstone. So there it sits to this day, slightly slipping down the hillside:

Distant Swipe Relative
Born: 01 01 1940
Died:

As weird in death as he was in life!
( rachelswipe with a fork, Thu 1 Jun 2017, 22:29, 4 replies)

Like the sound of this chap.
No faff, sounds like one of the few who realised it'll all continue without him.
( sir_spicious2000 Crap I've watched: www.filmplop.blogspot.com/, Fri 2 Jun 2017, 3:49, closed)

Nobody would notice something else weird in Toddie

( Piper Alpha is being a grumpy northerm bastard on:, Fri 2 Jun 2017, 10:59, closed)

Well this is very true

( rachelswipe with a fork, Mon 5 Jun 2017, 9:44, closed)

Practical, rational approach to death
but, perhaps not holidays.
( FeralCatMan Unusual disease collector., Sat 10 Jun 2017, 21:21, closed)