Charles Cowling
The Transitus festival held just over a week ago was a success. Lots of people came to find out about death on a sunny day when they could have been off picnicking. Considering the financial risk the organisers seem to have exposed themselves to, success must feel especially sweet. Because
Charles Cowling
Depictions of old age are rarely un-depressing in our late capitalist society. Once you’ve reached your economic menopause you pass into the hinterland of the pre-dead. Or do you? These guys stand that neat little theory triumphantly on its head. Here we have Fauja Singh, 98, Armuc SIngh, 79, Karnail
Charles Cowling
I wonder what people who visit graves think their loved one looks like now—or whether they think about it at all. I was talking last week to Ken West, the man who gave us natural burial, and he opined that they think of them as uncorrupted. People shut their eyes
Charles Cowling
Beautifully written account of the death of an unloved one. Read it here.
Charles Cowling
No Corps of any Person or Persons shall be buried in any Shirt, Shift; Sheet or Shroud, or any thing whatsoever made or mingled with Flax, Hemp, Silk, Hair, Gold or Silver, or in any Stuff or Thing, other than what is made of Sheeps Wool only. Thus spoke the
Charles Cowling
For me, the music died the day Led Zeppelin released their first album. Pop got intellectual, up itself, the mope and dope bunch sagely mulling finer points of riffs and runs. It set friends against each other. Simon bought a bass guitar, I bought a ukulele and got heavily into
Charles Cowling
The story so far… Raggedexile 15 Jun 09, 7:05pm Here’s one about Funeralcare. Funeralcare has derecognised the GMB union, in the process securing its expulsion from the Tolpuddle Martyrs Festival and, I think, the Glastonbury Festival. It has been condemned by the TUC. This is a betrayal of the foundational
Charles Cowling
Over at the Guardian’s ethical living blog they’ve put the Co-op under the spotlight.You ask, they answer from now til Friday. Well, of course, oh yes, I have been asking (under my moniker of raggedexile, adopted when I was living in joyous penury on the guano-spattered Isle of Portland). Have
Charles Cowling
It’s all up with EternalSpace. Even as we slept it went gentle into that good night, taking with it millions of $ of venture capital. After life’s fitful fever it sleeps well. Investors, it seems, screamed STOP when, just 30 days after its launch, they already saw it going nowhere.
Charles Cowling
I spent a joyous day on Friday at the National Funeral Exhibition, an expo dedicated wholly to the merchandise and service providers of death. How much fun can that be? A lot, let me tell you. A great occasion for dismal traders (any colour so long as it’s black or