Funerals

Through work I rehoused and supported a lovely man who had terminal throat cancer... for his funeral he had chosen "Always look on the bright side of life" from the Life of Brian... certainly made a few people smile at his funeral...and I even chuckled at the vicar cringeing when it got to the swearing in it :D
 
Through work I rehoused and supported a lovely man who had terminal throat cancer... for his funeral he had chosen "Always look on the bright side of life" from the Life of Brian... certainly made a few people smile at his funeral...and I even chuckled at the vicar cringeing when it got to the swearing in it :D

Surprised he allowed it.
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Through work I rehoused and supported a lovely man who had terminal throat cancer... for his funeral he had chosen "Always look on the bright side of life" from the Life of Brian... certainly made a few people smile at his funeral...and I even chuckled at the vicar cringeing when it got to the swearing in it :D

That's one of my Dad's that he's chosen. :D
He certainly won't be bothered about offending a priest or vicar - he's made his views on religion very well known within the family.

Because my Mum is a Catholic, in order to be allowed to get married in a church my Dad had to go through the training stuff. The first thing the Priest said, was 'so, we'll start with the basic assumption that you believe in God', my Dad replied, 'I wouldn't start there if I were you'. I think the Priest just gave up hope and let them get on with getting married. :D
 
I Like My Baby's Pudding - Wynonie Harris
Keep On Churning Til The Butter Comes - Wynonie Harris
I Want My Fanny Brown - Wynonie Harris
(and if the vicar or whoever says any of these "aren't appropriate for the occasion" he can go take a running jump).

A bevy of mysteriously beautiful women who nobody's ever seen before weeping softly at the back of the room.
(I'll probably have to hire these in advance, but I just like the thought of people nudging each other and saying "he was a dark horse, wasn't he?").

A sausage roll-themed buffet at Lilly Mae's.

Ashes scattered on the Clayton End.

Sorted. :D ;)
 
Yes Less, the words are appropriate...but I was never a great fan of Slade...far to rambunctious.......Somewhere far far way, wasn't the name of a song...it was where I will be......but then I have a sneaking suspicion that you already knew that......you rascal :D
 
A funeral's purpose is to help the bereaved overcome grief.

The deceased don't care whether it happens or not.
This was brought home to me when my dad's spirit contacted me the night before his funeral, and his closing comment was 'Enjoy the day. I won't be there as I have better things to do'
 
A funeral's purpose is to help the bereaved overcome grief.

The deceased don't care whether it happens or not.
This was brought home to me when my dad's spirit contacted me the night before his funeral, and his closing comment was 'Enjoy the day. I won't be there as I have better things to do'

Suppose thats true but my mischievous side would want to make sure that though a somber grief laden moment that I could have em laughing.
 
All the modern technology we have, video's of Weddings, Christenings etc. but I don't suppose we'll ever hear anyone say, "Shall we watch Grandad's funeral again?",
After all in it's own way it is supposed to be celebrating someone's past life as well as mourning their death. Perhaps it would, in some circumstances even help?
 
All the modern technology we have, video's of Weddings, Christenings etc. but I don't suppose we'll ever hear anyone say, "Shall we watch Grandad's funeral again?",
After all in it's own way it is supposed to be celebrating someone's past life as well as mourning their death. Perhaps it would, in some circumstances even help?
What a good point and am sure it would help many people!!!!
 
I was at my sister's funeral yesterday and people was taking pictures! pictures for crying out loud. It did my head in. Sister in law even took pics of all the flippin' flowers, and her hubby, my brother, said he had a special box at home were he would keep all the sympathy cards n stuff. :eek: Is it me or does this sound wierd? I through all mine out today for recycling, (do you think I did that too soon?) because at the end of the day I will allways know that my sister is now gone, I will allways remember all the good(and bad) times we had together. I need no evidence of her life, it's all in my heart. I have lots of pics of her when we were together and lots of funny vids too. I also have her hubby and 2 sons to laugh with (or cry if needs be).
I just don't understand WHY people would want pics and stuff like that!!

For the wake we did as she wanted which was to celebrate her life, she diddn't even want people to come in drab dark clothes.

Gail xxxx
 
All my cards are here and I will keep them, I like reading all the lovely comments people wrote about Ianto. At the end of the day it is how you feel about things, we all have memories to make us laugh and cry. As for photos took some to send to his sister in Australia.
 
As for photos took some to send to his sister in Australia.
I can understand that hun, for people who can't make it, it must be hard. My dad couldn't make it as he was away, but he sent flowers and gave his sympathies before he left.
My brother just wanted pics to keep of the day, (wierd).
 
What is weird to some will be a great help to others. Grief is such a funny old thing but if the pics help your brother that is all that matters.
 
I kept the cards that people sent me when my dad died.......I just couldn't read them at the time.....it was emotionally too much for me. It took something like the passage of seven years before I could read them all.......I still have them somewhere.
Everyone grieves differently, and at different rates, some people are comforted by one thing, others by something entirely different.......we should not deny someone the comfort they need because it doesn't fit in with what is traditional......remember the Victorians made keepsakes and jewellery out of the deceaseds hair.....but things and times change.
Whatever gets you through those dark days has to be accepted.
 
All the modern technology we have, video's of Weddings, Christenings etc. but I don't suppose we'll ever hear anyone say, "Shall we watch Grandad's funeral again?",
After all in it's own way it is supposed to be celebrating someone's past life as well as mourning their death. Perhaps it would, in some circumstances even help?


I reckon it would help. If per say the deceased had wanted them to be happy in say an Irish wake then they could look at the film and say that he got the send off that they wanted. I am one who hates drab somber funerals and think that they can do more harm than good. I have an uncle who jokes his way through life and would like to think we sent him on in death the way he lived. If filmed i would like to think he would have approved of a riotous joke laden life and interspurse it with clips of him at his best. :D
 
I despise funerals, though I'm no fan of weddings either - having said that I dont like doing things because its the way people "just do them" in any case - If something's done a certain way, I will always try to find a way of being different (some would say the technical term for that is 'pain in the ass') - so for me, I.d have to go by being run over by an ambulance and I couldnt honestly care less what happens to me after that, though something like the vikings did would be acceptable - no music, just a burning raft :D
 
The music I chose for my husband's funeral was very, very personal to both of us; Glenn Miller's "Moonlight Serenade", part of Gershwin's "Rhapsody in Blue" and a variety of Miller and Presley as we left the crematorium chapel.

Colin didn't believe in lavish funerals and had always said he'd really prefer it if I could put him in a plastic bag and take him to the tip, though we both thought it would be many more years away. The funeral ceremony was as simple as I could make it, but tailored to celebrate him and his life, and his ashes were scattered over a meadow.

There's no memorial - he was always adamant about that - but having chosen music we both loved it's heard often in our house and, well, it's just part of me and him. I don't need music to remind me of him but it's his memorial none the less.
 
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