To be quite honest, I like the sound of this.
Take a typical British funeral.

1) Awful church service where you have to sing dreary songs and you realise you haven't been in a church since the last funeral.

2) Off to the Crem, an awful 60's building where they pull a leaver and off the dearly departed goes on a conveyor belt to join the rest of the stiffs to wait it's turn. You get back what you assume is the dearly departed ashes (every bit?).

3) Ashes get scattered (into everybodys eyes by inevitable wind) or burried in a plot that will be dug up in 100 years and re-used.

Nope, I think Tibet has something there.
( Colonel Dracula Two manky hookers and a racist dwarf, Tue 4 Mar 2008, 15:10, Reply)