Stories from: Ashbrittle Village Hall, Somerset

I had no idea talking about death could be so amusing and entertaining. I am taking away lots of thoughts

When my grandmother died I was 12. She died in Edinburgh at my aunt’s house. We (her grandchildren) were not

A friend runs the Bakelite museum – he has a Bakelite coffin. On the original brochure it’s got benefits listed.

When our children were small we used to walk through a cemetery on the way to Gilbert’s Hill School in

When my father died his will asked for ‘the minimum of obsequies’, and he had already made arrangements for his

My lovely great auntie died aged 91 years. She wanted to be buried next to her parents. ‘The family’ thought

My mother requested that she wanted to be buried next to her mother. As she was about to be lowered