Putting the Fun in Funeral
Some deaths come suddenly or too soon and can really hit hard, others seem to be a blessed relief. Similarly, some funerals can be deeply upsetting and sad, others can make you want to hug the world.
Mmm, don't want to bring you down or anything, but tell us your funeral stories...
( , Thu 11 May 2006, 9:31)
Some deaths come suddenly or too soon and can really hit hard, others seem to be a blessed relief. Similarly, some funerals can be deeply upsetting and sad, others can make you want to hug the world.
Mmm, don't want to bring you down or anything, but tell us your funeral stories...
( , Thu 11 May 2006, 9:31)
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It was the week I split from my ex-wife
... So I was off to a good start.
Then my aunt died, she was in hospital but it was unexpected. We had to get my parents off their dream retirement cruise & back to make the funeral arrangements. So a pretty awful week.
Then the funeral, at least when that's out of the way we'll start to feel a bit better. We do the thing at the crematorium, then back for the sarnies and cakes. We were all starting to relax a bit when the funeral director came in and quietly asked to see my Mum & uncle outside. They were gone for 20 minutes or so, then re-appeared; pale, shocked, looking like they're both about to keel over.
Turns out the incompetent fuckers had given us the wrong coffin. We had to go back and do it all over again. No idea who we'd just sent off.
So two funerals in a day.
Oh, and I had to have the cat put down that afternoon too.
( , Thu 11 May 2006, 21:45, Reply)
... So I was off to a good start.
Then my aunt died, she was in hospital but it was unexpected. We had to get my parents off their dream retirement cruise & back to make the funeral arrangements. So a pretty awful week.
Then the funeral, at least when that's out of the way we'll start to feel a bit better. We do the thing at the crematorium, then back for the sarnies and cakes. We were all starting to relax a bit when the funeral director came in and quietly asked to see my Mum & uncle outside. They were gone for 20 minutes or so, then re-appeared; pale, shocked, looking like they're both about to keel over.
Turns out the incompetent fuckers had given us the wrong coffin. We had to go back and do it all over again. No idea who we'd just sent off.
So two funerals in a day.
Oh, and I had to have the cat put down that afternoon too.
( , Thu 11 May 2006, 21:45, Reply)
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