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Man, we all hate JW, don’t we?

Man, this poor guy. All he got is a tile about six inches square, butted up against a threshold.

Is he in there? Did it work like that, or was it altogether less tidy? I know when they pulled up the floor of the Chapel of St Peter ad Vincula at the Tower of London, there were like thirty royal bodies (fewer heads) jumbled together in a big bone pile. Including several of Henry VIII’s exes.

There aren’t any bodies under the floor of our local church. I asked. I’d like to be the first, but I have a feeling the Church would expect a very serious donation to consider it.

Hm. I’m getting an idea for a GoFundMe.

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Comment from Some Vegetable
Time: May 8, 2019, 11:25 pm

For some reason this made me think of Groucho Marx:

[When he was told that a swimming pool was off-limits to Jews]

”My son is only half-Jewish; can he wade in up to his knees?”

 


Comment from Durnedyankee
Time: May 9, 2019, 10:44 am

At first I thought graffiti, but the quality of the carving is too high for that.

Get a fund going for a new bicycle with a motory thingamabob on it instead!

 


Comment from S. Weasel
Time: May 9, 2019, 1:24 pm

I got a bicycle with a motory thingamabob! You don’t think I bike into work under my own steam, do you?

 


Comment from DurnedYankee
Time: May 9, 2019, 2:58 pm

Well, uh, I did up until 2 minutes ago.

Here I was admiring the bucolic (a word that sounds like it describes some disease rather than a good thing – “Yep, he came down with the Bucolic, it was awful!”) dream existence of getting up in the English countryside of a morning, having some nice Englishy breakfast foods (cheesetoast! according the Mrs D) and some tea and then hoping on the bicycle for a pleasant ride off to ‘work’. Then home in the evening for a nice supper and sitting around the cottage fireplace before you nip off to bed so it can all be done again tomorrow.

Well, in any event, you aren’t allowed to pass over Jordan because your imaginary friends here on the interweb would develop a severe case of the sadZ, even if you do want to be be first to be planted under the floor of some mossy old church.

 


Comment from BJM
Time: May 9, 2019, 5:00 pm

I can’t walk on them either, it’s feels too disrespectful and a little creepy.

Did you know that the Queen Mum began the tradition of royal brides laying their bridal bouquets on the Tomb of the Unknown Warrior in Westminster Abbey?

During her wedding there was some sort of hitch in the proceedings and she and her father had to hold near the tomb, Elizabeth Bowes-Lyon briefly laid her bouquet on the tomb in remembrance of her elder brother Fergus who was KIA in 1915. The next day her bouquet was placed on the tomb as a floral tribute.

 


Comment from Deborah HH
Time: May 9, 2019, 6:41 pm

I wanted to be cremated, but since I got infected with the genealogy bug, that has changed. Now I think about designing my own headstone 🙂

 


Comment from BJM
Time: May 9, 2019, 10:34 pm

@Deborah HH

Ashes can be interred in a grave. Many cemeteries have urn gardens with smaller urn plots complete with traditional headstones or marker plaques…or you can buy a full sized plot.

A friend decided to be cremated and her urn was interred in her predeceased husband’s grave in the plot they had chosen together and her memoriam added to the headstone as planned.

A headstone near my Gran’s grave always makes me smile “She was our mother and she wasn’t slow”.

 


Comment from Bob
Time: May 10, 2019, 3:03 am

The Forest Lawn Cemetery for Hollywood, CA, (actually in/near Burbank) has a “less expensive” section where the headstones are very close together. Folks joke that the bodies have been post-holed (buried vertically) to save space and money.
Maybe your buddy with the small marker was post-holed.

 


Comment from Deborah HH
Time: May 10, 2019, 12:19 pm

Thank you BJM for reminding me. My older sister told me that my ashes could be buried in her grave, as long as she gets top billing on the marquee 🙂

 


Comment from Durnedyankee
Time: May 10, 2019, 12:37 pm

Both of my parents were cremated – and there’s a headstone.
Two for Dad, courtesy of his opportunity to see the Pacific from 1943-1945.

Me, I want to be up on the “pack shelf” with the dog pack and “small dog” Delilah who I’m sure will be accepted as an honorary dog when that sad day arrives.

But if you’re looking for people who did it their way headstone wise – the DailyFail must come to Badger House for story ideas.

https://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-7009425/Hilarious-headstones-reveal-people-took-humour-grave.html

 


Comment from BJM
Time: May 10, 2019, 9:09 pm

@Durned…we too have a pack shelf which totes freaks out new cleaning ladies.

 


Comment from Durnedyankee
Time: May 11, 2019, 12:28 am

I’ve noticed people sort of freak out if we tell them why there are 4 kinda largish cedar jewelry boxes up there next to the statue of the mini-Schnauzer (in honor of her majesty Queen Schnitzel, 1st of the Durnedpack).

I’m rather fond of the Will Rogers quote “if there are no dogs in heaven, when I die I want to go where they went.”
I’m hoping they’re on a white sand beach in the South Pacific drinking Fuzzy Navels (Quincy the black lab’s favorite).

On the flip side one of our neighbors observed when she dies, she wants to come back as one of our dogs. 🙂

 

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