I went to my neighbour's funeral about 20 years ago. There was another one after, but it wasn't as funny.
Ted was a master in the art of the typically Welsh dry humour. He was so dry, I often didn't pick up on his gags until 10 minutes after parting ways.
He became ill suddenly and had, but a few days in which to organise his own funeral. About a week afterwards I picked up the order of service which had been sitting on the table and sadly began to read.
During the service, the vicar, who unusually in these parts was a black man, switched to the Welsh language half way through. What I hadn't realised up until that evening was that Ted had chosen to have his send off in...The Babel Chapel.
The man had been dead a week and he was still making me laugh.
2 weeks ago - for a 95 year old woman who has been like a second mother to me for 40 years. 2 years ago - for her son, who was like a brother to me for 40 years. 2 years ago - for one of my best friends. 3 years ago - my best male friend. Shall I go on?
Kaybee50: 2 weeks ago - for a 95 year old woman who has been like a second mother to me for 40 years. 2 years ago - for her son, who was like a brother to me for 40 years. 2 years ago - for one of my best friends. 3 years ago - my best male friend. Shall I go on?
no rush, no rush I`m still ``working `` on a few members here
I remember a friend telling me about when he went to a couple of family weddings when he was a young man. On both occasions an old aunt who attended the weddings insisted on, to his annoyance, tapping him on the shoulder and with a wink, whispered in his ear, "you're next," then chuckled. The following year he had to attend a family funeral and of course the aunt was there. It gave him great pleasure to tap here on the shoulder and with a wink, whisper in her ear, "you're next."
bodleing2: I remember a friend telling me about when he went to a couple of family weddings when he was a young man. On both occasions an old aunt who attended the weddings insisted on, to his annoyance, tapping him on the shoulder and with a wink, whispered in his ear, "you're next," then chuckled. The following year he had to attend a family funeral and of course the aunt was there. It gave him great pleasure to tap here on the shoulder and with a wink, whisper in her ear, "you're next."
I understand the Budist funerals can last up to a week
Sometimes the funeral is the easier part. The hard part is watching someone go thru a terminal illness. In this case, the funeral is a relief. One kind of trauma ends, and a different kind begins.
aries1234: I understand the Budist funerals can last up to a week
Funny you should say that, it reminds me of an occasion a couple of years ago. I was driving past a Buddhist centre in Manchester that I hadn't ever attended, I had a bit of time to spare so I thought I'd call in to see what times the classes were held there. As I walked towards the centre I could see it was really busy, lots of people around the entrance. As I walked in, out of the throngs of people a woman came towards me with a tray of cakes. "Would you like a cake," she asked me, "there's tea and coffee over there." I thanked her, took a piece of cake and walked over to get a cup of coffee. I collected my coffee, turned to the woman and asked, "is it always this busy on a Tuesday?" Imagine my embarrassment when she replied, "aren't you here for the funeral?"
bodleing2: Funny you should say that, it reminds me of an occasion a couple of years ago. I was driving past a Buddhist centre in Manchester that I hadn't ever attended, I had a bit of time to spare so I thought I'd call in to see what times the classes were held there. As I walked towards the centre I could see it was really busy, lots of people around the entrance. As I walked in, out of the throngs of people a woman came towards me with a tray of cakes. "Would you like a cake," she asked me, "there's tea and coffee over there." I thanked her, took a piece of cake and walked over to get a cup of coffee. I collected my coffee, turned to the woman and asked, "is it always this busy on a Tuesday?" Imagine my embarrassment when she replied, "aren't you here for the funeral?"
2 years ago. Dead hero in the coffin and not a dry eye in the house, it was in that moment when I realised that those stories we hear as children are not just stories but proof that there’s something good in this world and it’s worth fighting for.
ChesneyChrist: 2 years ago. Dead hero in the coffin and not a dry eye in the house, it was in that moment when I realised that those stories we hear as children are not just stories but proof that there’s something good in this world and it’s worth fighting for.
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