(In response to the mourning death collectively prompt at Camels with Hammers)
When I’m dead, take my body for parts. I’m done with it. And to any of my British readers who haven’t signed up for the organ donor registry, please do so. Funerals aren’t for the dead, they are for the living. And, as may surprise people given my other posts mentioning the Anglicans in this blog, I think that the Church of England has its dispatchings about right (and if you are in a position to be married by the CofE it also does good matchings – pity that the current belief is that only some should be allowed to get married).
Why, and what does a good funeral need?