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So come on, would you have a glitzy all singing all dancing funeral or would you have private & serene ?
Mine would be quirky I suppose.
Rules would be ...
No religious service.
No funeral directors at all.( I despise them )
DIY cardboard box thingy then in the back of a transit to the crematorium.
No one to wear black only the brighest clothes.
Lots of laughing, telling funny stories about me (there are plenty)
I think I would insist on it being a celebration of a life and not a mourning of the loss of one.
I would like to be cremated and have my ashes scattered at Tarn Hows in the Lake District.
There would obviously be a BIG PARTY and it would be compulsory for everyone to have a large G&T to toast my demise!!
As far as music is concerned, I have one stipulation, the curtains are to be shut (or my coffin taken away - or whatever they do) to the sound of Paul Carrack singing Living Years
if that doesn't make them cry - then the will will!!
So come on, would you have a glitzy all singing all dancing funeral or would you have private & serene ?
Mine would be quirky I suppose.
Rules would be ...
No religious service.
No funeral directors at all.( I despise them )
DIY cardboard box thingy then in the back of a transit to the crematorium.
No one to wear black only the brighest clothes.
Lots of laughing, telling funny stories about me (there are plenty)
The music would be important to me.
A huge outdoor hoolie in a lovely marquee
What would yours be like ?
I certainly would have a "glitzy all singing all dancing funeral" I would love to have a New Orleans type jazz band, after playing all night at my wake leading the procession from my house into the streets, and onto the the cemetary playing at full blast! I would love an Al Sharpton type to give a full blooded rousing eulogy over my coffin...with cries of "Hallelujah" ringing out intermittently. And finally the epitaph on my headstone would read "I told you I was ill" or "What are you looking at"
Let's get morbid for a moment..... 
)
Annie
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