Dead people
I've seen three although one of them I didn't know was dead at the time.

This was our landlord, Charles, who lived in a flat in the same building as my Dum and Dad and me. When I was about seven, Charles died while cooking something on the stove and when my parents found him his hand had been cooked. They packed me off to my sister's flat in the same bulding while they dealt with Charles.

When I left my sister's flat to use the loo on the landing between her flat and Charles's, I looked down at his flat to see the door open and him leaning against a table. I didn't see his face or his hand (luckily!). I thought it strange that he didn't move or acknowledge my presence. After I's dealt with the pressing business of going to the loo, the door had been shut and I thought nothing more of it until my parents told me.

I really don't remember why they had had to prop him up against the table but I am so glad that horribly burnt hand wasn't on view.

The other two dead people were my parents many years later. My Mum's funeral was funny in a way as the whole funeral cortege, hearse included, were delayed by a very slow almost-broken truck and had to overtake it in order to get to the crematorium on time. Typical of my Mum.
(BearWithLittleBrain, Fri 29 Feb 2008, 12:48, Reply)