Due to always having to help my kids out financially, no matter how old they are, I don't think there will be enough funds to box me, plant me or burn me. Therefore my instructions to them will be to find an old cardboard box and drop me of at the local tip under general household waste. <?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p></o:p>
My will read:<o:p></o:p>
Everything I own will be shared between all of my spring after the Inland Revenue has taken their cut, which is everything.<o:p></o:p>
My headstone will read:-<o:p></o:p>
"I AM NOT REALLY DEAD, SO STOP TALKING TO THE GRAFIT ON THAT PIECE OF SHIT MDF. IF YOU WANT TO TALK TO ME TURN AROUND"
Only joking
at my mums cremation, her coffin slid behind the curtains to the immortal sound of the nursery rhyme "ride a cock horse" - she wasnt a music fan, but loved her grandkids and was something we & they all remimbered her singing from our childhood - odd but appropriate!
as for me, probably "she died laughing!!!" xx
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