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There’s been a lot of interest in the US this week in what their media reckons to be a startling new trend. Owners of funeral homes, which over there are much roomier than ours, are reacting to shrinking profits – the impact of the rise in cremation and the slump
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The ascetic’s refusal to accept worldly comforts is venerated by Hindus, but the awesome, horrifying renunciation of the AGHORI sadhu seems to defy the norms of civilized life. He will live only in the cremation ground, cook his food on the fires of the funeral pyre, eat and drink from
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Funeral Mariachi by the Sun City Girls. Info about the Sun City Girls here (and on Wikipedia).
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Once in a while you read something which doesn’t just confirm your instinct, it informs it. That happened to me bigtime today. Blogger Viridis Lumen has a post on this very sad story. The undertaker at the heart of this heartless event was our old friend Dignity plc, the company
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There’s a brilliant piece over at funeralwise.com that I think you will want to read. It’s an interview with a teacher, George Campbell, who used to teach a death education class to his high school students.Yes, a death ed class. Could any teacher in Britain propose such a thing without
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1920s advertisement by a Boston (USA) embalmer: For composing the features, $1 For giving the features a look of quiet resignation, $2 For giving the features the appearance of Christian hope and contentment, $5 What is the look that present day Brit embalmers are coached to create? Whatever happened to
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There’s a nicely written piece over at Obit magazine, a review of a new book, The Truth About Grief: The Myth of Its Five Stages and the New Science of Loss (Simon & Schuster), by Ruth Davis Konigsberg. It’s probably worth reading. It’s a demolition job on certain schools of
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Memoir It has been absolutely fascinating being me. A unique privilege. Now my whole life lies ahead of you. No thanks at all are called for, I assure you. The pleasure is all mine. Dennis O’Driscoll
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Edward John Trelawny’s Records of Shelley, Byron, and the Author is, according to blogger Pykk: a gossipy, wayward, autobiographical book by a moustach’d Romantic who tracked down both poets in 1822 and stayed with them for a while by the Mediterranean. He was still there when Shelley died, and alert enough
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Some recent tweets for those of you who do not do birdsong: GoodFunerals Charles Cowling “F*** off, they’re for the funeral.” Most death jokes aren’t very funny, but this is: http://bit.ly/fpKw9J GoodFunerals Charles Cowling Dead woman stirs and stands up on the way to her funeral:http://bit.ly/eWkBqb GoodFunerals Charles Cowling Go on