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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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I tend to snigger at funerals. Some sick part of me finds a large room of people desperatly trying NOT to look bored and big blubbing snot monsters amusing.
Anyway i was smirking my may through another service, one for my great half uncle or somthing, when a few old men stand up with big banners on long poles. This is apparently all that is left of his para regiment from WW2. One of them starts playing a bugle. As the converyer belt moves the banners slowly lower...
...And i start blubbing like a child whose lost its ballon. A relative i hardly know gives me a tissue. Other random semicousins come over to comfort me. Que me feeling like a right tosser.
The only funeral i didnt laugh at (other than my nan's) was the Catholic one i went to once. It actually put the fear of god in me, some one raised as an atheist, for a good hour and a half. Yikes!
( , Sun 14 May 2006, 12:40, Reply)
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