I've decided what kind of funeral I choose to have when I go. I want to be on a gun carriage, doing a tour of famous London streets, with the world's politicians paying their respects and thousands of soldiers, sailors and airmen lining the streets. Bishops and archbishops will perform the ceremony, whilst angelic choirs raise their voices to the heavens. The Prime Minister, the Prince of Wales, and a host of folk from the worlds of academia, the law, entertainment and sport will be in attendance. And I shall be buried in a stone pyramid 300 feet tall, built to last 10,000 years. On the other hand it is possible my last wishes may not be respected after all. Should they be? Should anybody's be?
Good Question, cost aside I think last wishes are often respected during life just to prevent possible added mental anguish for the clog popper.
If you have the money to pay for it Pete, it's all good. If you expect me to pay for your funeral on the other hand, no. Just slip into something long and flowing, Ie the Thames.
Went to my mate's funeral a couple of weeks ago. The crematorium was packed, firestarter playing him out.
As already said once your dead your dead so I don't really care. However we had my dad cremated nearly four years ago and he's still sat in a plastic sweet jar on top of my garage cupboard, I really should do something with him. a few years ago we'd booked a crossing and accom for the TT but a few weeks before we were due to go over one of the group was killed in an accident at work. He'd always said he wanted his ashes spread across 'the mountain' so last year we took his ashes over to the Island and spread them on the mountain. Well we spread a small bag of his ashes as his wife didn't want to let him go, now that's wrong.
https://www.google.co.uk/url?sa=t&r...=YjB6n6l0vJhtCRrcfDrNpQ&bvm=bv.60444564,d.ZGU Serves im bloody right
Je veux qu'on rie Je veux qu'on danse Je veux qu'on s'amuse comme des fous Je veux qu'on rie Je veux qu'on danse Quand c'est qu'on me mettra dans le trou as Brel sang.. I want you to laugh I want you to dance I want you to have fun like crazy I want you to laugh I want you to dance When it is that they put me in the hole
wrong bike but still.... Ohio man buried riding his 1967 Harley-Davidson motorcycle in extra-large grave - NY Daily News
I'm torn between having something massively maudlin with the obligatory accompaniment of Mozart's entire Requiem Mass, and something a lot more cheerful with some good reggae danceable numbers. I think the latter sounds a lot more likely - easier to organise and a lot cheaper. Happily, I won't be around to worry about it.
be glad... i just had a brother in law skipping a beat last summer at 41 whilst training for a marathon ... nothing prepared of course... so then quit some stress ... i'll be clear to those expected to be around should my day come... flipped on my head after a massive highsider finally doing phillip Island at the young age fo 82... LIFE IS FOR THE LIVING so.. HAVE A PARTY and drink a bottle of my favorit Bollinger on me.. and start that party with THE ACE OF SPADES...
In my opinion, what happens after you die is to comfort the living. I have no religion, do not wish to follow a religion and don't want to go to church while I'm alive but if a religious ceremony helps my kids manage their grief then I'm willing to pretend nearer the time. I think dying is like passing out / feinting. Except you wake up from those. An experience of a conscious loss of consciousness. The process is the same right? Lack of oxygen to the brain leading to brain death. I'm aware that the medical definition of death is a loose one which is ever loosening under the pressure of medical advances. However, think of all the ways you can die and a large majority of them result in oxygen deprivation which leads to brain death. There are varying amounts of pain for each cause, however. The final moments I think would be pain-free. I passed out after I cut my hand in half from shock and blood loss. It didn't hurt as I was going out but it hurt like buggery before and right after, plus I had a headache after which seems to follow non-drug induced passing out. So as long as you don't wake up again, it's all good for you if you're the one doing the dying. Relief, warmth, darkness. Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeep. Edit: I'd like to be processed in a way which maximises the recovery for anyone grieving.
most of my ancestors were seafaring and buried at sea - my preference is for as least fuss as possible
