I went to my Cousin's funeral this morning. Firstly, I was surprised at the large turnout. My cousin's son stood up and made a short announcement saying that after discussing his wishes with him, he decided that he didn't want a formal church service, any eulogies, or other speeches. He asked that a favourite song of his was played, and then a few moments of quiet reflection. True to his wishes this is what happened. It was the shortest and most peculiar funeral that I have ever attended. Unfortunately I was unable to go back to the pub he had chosen to hold the wake, but it sounded as though it would be fun as we were all invited to take our guitars and have a good sing.
Can anyone match this, we were in and out of the Crematorium in about ten minutes.
Being moved along by someone who "wants your place".