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Marie5656;516511 wrote: umm...yes? Really...had to drive another person. Had never met the dead person.





Did you know they are starting production on a Magilla Gorilla movie? Due out next year , I guess.


Me too. From beginning to end. It was horrid. And surreal. The food was ok though.

I drove limo in 6 or 8 funerals. It's interesting how the bereaved behave when they think they're alone.

Nomad;516350 wrote: Let's see....hmmm

Have you ever been to a funeral in which you didnt know the dead guy ?

Nearly.........

When my brother passed away 8 years ago i was adamant i did'nt want to follow the hearse to the crematorium and made my own way.

There were so many people around when i got there i stood back waiting for him to arrive, i saw the car coming down the drive and followed it, i thought it was strange it was going to the chapel as he was an atheist but figured it must have been his wifes wish for him to have a service as she was a catholic.



I watched all these people going in (thinking they were his friends) and pushed through to the front.

I looked around for my parents and family but could'nt see them anywhere, sitting down distraught that i was next to strangers and no one to hold onto, the lady next to me put her arm around me to comfort me.

It was then that i realised it was'nt Ray in the coffin but a complete stranger!



I jumped up and rushed out of the chapel everyone staring at me, just as my brother arrived.

It was after his funeral i learned that when i'd gone into the chapel several of Ray's friends had followed me in, lay their flowers at the coffin and sat down.

Unlike me, not realising, they'd sat through the whole service as they wanted to retrieve the flowers they'd given.



It gave everyone including my mum a bloody good laugh afterwards and helped ease the tension a little.

'Mullets'

Cabbage patch dolls

Muffin the Mule

Coke boilers

parrafin heaters

Mangles

Chimney sweeps

Snakes and ladders

Whist drives

Saturday 'Socials'

Youth clubs

'Chopper bikes'

Rubiks cube

Sunday tea

'Char ladies'

abbey;516664 wrote: Nearly.........

When my brother passed away 8 years ago i was adamant i did'nt want to follow the hearse to the crematorium and made my own way.

There were so many people around when i got there i stood back waiting for him to arrive, i saw the car coming down the drive and followed it, i thought it was strange it was going to the chapel as he was an atheist but figured it must have been his wifes wish for him to have a service as she was a catholic.



I watched all these people going in (thinking they were his friends) and pushed through to the front.

I looked around for my parents and family but could'nt see them anywhere, sitting down distraught that i was next to strangers and no one to hold onto, the lady next to me put her arm around me to comfort me.

It was then that i realised it was'nt Ray in the coffin but a complete stranger!



I jumped up and rushed out of the chapel everyone staring at me, just as my brother arrived.

It was after his funeral i learned that when i'd gone into the chapel several of Ray's friends had followed me in, lay their flowers at the coffin and sat down.

Unlike me, not realising, they'd sat through the whole service as they wanted to retrieve the flowers they'd given.



It gave everyone including my mum a bloody good laugh afterwards and helped ease the tension a little.




That shouldnt be funny. But........

Nomad;516766 wrote: That shouldnt be funny. But........


In know..but it was good for a snicker. I have another "shouldn't be funny but story..

When my dad died (RIP and all) back in 1991, the currently playing movie at the theater was the lastest Nightmare on Elm St. edition..."Freddy's Dead". So, my dad was named Fred..aka Freddy. So there at the theatre...about a block or two from the funeral parlor, was the legend FREDDY"S DEAD!!

It was the talk of the room, and did lighten things a bit. Everyone agreed, that my dad would have had the biggest chuckle over it.

[QUOTE=Nomad;516350]Let's see....hmmm

Have you ever been to a funeral in which you didnt know the dead guy ?

No...that doesnt seem right *tapping fingers*



Well several years ago i was at the funeral of a friend, i stood chatting to her brother & he asked who the bus load of people were that had just arrived, i dident know them & so we assumed they must be for the next funeral.

They went in & took seats & stayed througout the ceremony, turns out no-one knew them, now either my friend had some secret double life none of us were aware of OR there are actually people who do this as a hobby, serial mourners

When I was at my dad's funeral in 1993, I had very long hair, and this old woman came up to sympathize with us at the top of the Catherdral "oh, I'm so sorry for you" she said, "you must be the wife", I mean that sums it up right there, life, its cruel and funny at the same time. Myself and my sister fell around the church laughing, we couldn't help it, laughing and crying, what could we do? Life is strange sometimes, just when you think it can't get any worse, thats when it starts getting ridiculous.

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low ride pants with bell bottoms.

I think dark shadows is too old... I remember as a kid watching reruns with my mom.

The house they used for dark shadows is only about 20 min. away. pretty scary house.

when my brother casey was alive the deal we had was that who ever died first the other must tell jokes and not cry at the others funeral , my bro was to be buried in the same grave yard as my daughter natasha and my other brother martin and just to put the icing on the cake mum is also buried there on the day of his funeral i got away from every one and spent 5 minutes at my daughters grave of course i totaly bawled my eyes out i knew this was impossible to keep my word , i got back to the others after drying my eyes out but my suite was all crumpeled where i had been kneeling by my daughters grave , my cousin randy always the joker tried to lighten the mood by mocking my threads , he said i bought this suite from saville row boy it cost £500 there was 25 0000 suites to choose from , he looked at me i looked at him i looked up every one was looking at me time stood still the nervouse tension was awe full , i said randy your telling me there was 25 thousand suites there and that was the best you could do, the whole place was roared with laughter , as they carried the coffin to his grave i nearly cracked and broke down but one of my aunts was crying and as i looked up she a lenght of snot about 2 foot long hanging from her nose and as she sniffed the hole thing shot back up her nose and that was just funny enough for me to compose myself so my brother got his wish i never cried at his funeral :-1 i've shed a tear or two both before and after though