Andrew_Culture
Internet Marketing bod
- Location
- The People's Republic Of Suffolk.
I only know of one mate, and it's at Warwick Castle - the low-loader to the coast might be expensive !
That's what life insurance is for surely?
Why you should shop around when planning a funeral.
- Thread starter Gromit
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That's what life insurance is for surely?
Andrew_Culture
Internet Marketing bod
- Location
- The People's Republic Of Suffolk.
I only just learned of that!
Milo
Guru
- Location
- Melksham, Wilts
Fling me in a skip for all I care I'm dead.
Archie_tect
De Skieven Architek... aka Penfold + Horace
- Location
- Northumberland
Twang me into a tree...
asterix
Comrade Member
- Location
- Limoges or York
That sounds slightly* like what happened to the villain in 'Get Carter'. Not that I am suggesting you are a villain. Oh no!
*actually a bucket conveyor for dumping mine waste.
vernon
Harder than Ronnie Pickering
- Location
- Meanwood, Leeds
Death has been sanitised and anonymised beyond recognition.
When I was a kid a lot of the work was done by locals in the white working class community where I was raised. There were two women in my neighbourhood who cleaned the bodies of the deceased and laid them out in the parlour. One woman did the CofE, methodists and non-conformists and the other dealt exclusively with the catholics. The undertaker delivered the coffins and the bodies remained in the parlour for several days while friends and relatives paid their respects normally with a glass of alcohol in their hands. In warm weather the bodies would swell and sometimes fart and they'd be carted off to a chapel of rest for peace of mind.
The undertakers' responsibilities were confined to arranging the digging of the hole, supplying and transporting the coffin with and without the corpse and booking the church or chapel and sometimes sorting out the flowers.
Catering was a family and friends team effort and the simplicity of fare was more than adequate for the occasion.
This state of affairs didn't anonymise death and kids and adults were comfortable with sharing living spaces with corpses. I wish things were this simple again for all unless the other extreme i.e. a Jamaican style funeral is arranged: most details as per simple ritual plus unlimited supplies of Red Stripe, Wray and Nephews, jerk chicken and salt fish and akee plus a 48 hour knees up in the company of the corpse.
I wish I had more elderly Jamaican relatives still alive here in the UK. My current supply has dried up in every sense of the word - sometimes in the presence of intense heat.
When I was a kid a lot of the work was done by locals in the white working class community where I was raised. There were two women in my neighbourhood who cleaned the bodies of the deceased and laid them out in the parlour. One woman did the CofE, methodists and non-conformists and the other dealt exclusively with the catholics. The undertaker delivered the coffins and the bodies remained in the parlour for several days while friends and relatives paid their respects normally with a glass of alcohol in their hands. In warm weather the bodies would swell and sometimes fart and they'd be carted off to a chapel of rest for peace of mind.
The undertakers' responsibilities were confined to arranging the digging of the hole, supplying and transporting the coffin with and without the corpse and booking the church or chapel and sometimes sorting out the flowers.
Catering was a family and friends team effort and the simplicity of fare was more than adequate for the occasion.
This state of affairs didn't anonymise death and kids and adults were comfortable with sharing living spaces with corpses. I wish things were this simple again for all unless the other extreme i.e. a Jamaican style funeral is arranged: most details as per simple ritual plus unlimited supplies of Red Stripe, Wray and Nephews, jerk chicken and salt fish and akee plus a 48 hour knees up in the company of the corpse.
I wish I had more elderly Jamaican relatives still alive here in the UK. My current supply has dried up in every sense of the word - sometimes in the presence of intense heat.
Hacienda71
Mancunian in self imposed exile in leafy Cheshire
- Location
- Wilmslow, Cheshire
My Uncle was buried last year in a wicker coffin, in a wood in the Borders, with a lone pipe major playing in the drizzle (foc the guy knew my uncle). Don't know what the cost was but it seemed a damn fine send off for a proud Scot.
In the last few years we've unfortunately had to arrange/taken part in quite a few funerals and having used big national chains, regional chains and family firms my recommendation would be to go for a small local funeral home over any sort of chain. They may cost a bit more but when my grandad passed away the family company came to us to sort everything out - no treking to a shop and sitting waiting to make your "booking". It gave my nan a great deal of comfort to know he was laid out in the funeral directors own home and not in a large fridge with several other people all stacked up.
I'd agree with you Vernon about the sanitisation of death - it was a severe shock to me to find that it's not like the movies and I wish I'd been a bit better prepared but who likes to talk about it?
I'd agree with you Vernon about the sanitisation of death - it was a severe shock to me to find that it's not like the movies and I wish I'd been a bit better prepared but who likes to talk about it?
betty swollocks
large member
I want my ashes to be mixed with paint and then spray painted on my cycling chums' bikes, so I can go for a spin with them even when I'm dead.
And Gromit, I am sorry for your loss.
And Gromit, I am sorry for your loss.
vernon
Harder than Ronnie Pickering
- Location
- Meanwood, Leeds
What a wonderful idea!
- Location
- Somewhere wet & hilly in NW England.
My Mum who died in '92 did not want a funeral.
She was not religious and the whole thought of relatives congregating around her coffin was a real turn-off for her. She also could not stand the commercialisation (her term) of the whole shebang.
Her wishes were that anyone who thought anything of her should just go and sit somewhere quiet and think of her at the time of her cremation.
So that was it. Her body was taken unaccompanied to a crematorium and I went and sat in a tranquil place (local scenic spot) and thought of her life and what she did for me etc at the exact time of the cremation.
Was lovely.
I'll be having the same too.
She was not religious and the whole thought of relatives congregating around her coffin was a real turn-off for her. She also could not stand the commercialisation (her term) of the whole shebang.
Her wishes were that anyone who thought anything of her should just go and sit somewhere quiet and think of her at the time of her cremation.
So that was it. Her body was taken unaccompanied to a crematorium and I went and sat in a tranquil place (local scenic spot) and thought of her life and what she did for me etc at the exact time of the cremation.
Was lovely.
I'll be having the same too.
coffeejo
Ælfrēd
- Location
- West Somerset
Again, I don't want to make light of the subject but...
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-us-canada-19796224
That would work for me.
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-us-canada-19796224
That would work for me.
Piemaster
Guru
- Location
- UK City of Culture
I hope my own demise is awhile off yet.
I aim to disprove 'you can't take it with you' by seeing if the kids can sell the house once the potential buyers have discovered I'm buried in the garden.
(Not actually true. Spokeydokey's Mum remembrance is a lovely idea)
I aim to disprove 'you can't take it with you' by seeing if the kids can sell the house once the potential buyers have discovered I'm buried in the garden.
(Not actually true. Spokeydokey's Mum remembrance is a lovely idea)
my father in law had a cardboard coffin. Perfectly respectable.
