1. Gordon says:

    Was passing by a graveyard in Berwick the other day and noticed that it had expanded into a virgin plot but what really caught my attention was the number of new graves with fresh blooms on them. I didn’t count the graves but there must have been 8-10 all in a row.
    Given that the population of Berwick is approximately 13,000 and that I know of at least one other graveyard in the town then logically that means a lot of people in the past month or so have died and been buried, not to mention those which have been cremated.

    • ian says:

      I live in a small village on the west coast, and we had 4 funerals in one week. All old with co-morbidities in three of the cases, but a rare event none the less, after the Booster push.

  2. Aldous says:

    I enjoyed watching that short video but picked up on the ‘Tory Scumbags’ reference right near the end.
    My point is that the LibLabConspiracy/Lib/Lab/Contrick ‘One Party with Three Names’ are ALL Scumbags with very few exceptions.

    @Gordon and Ian. Cremations tend to seem the norm these days and I can’t remember the last time I went to a burial. Burials seem to have a bit of the night and past about them in my ageing mind and world.
    My Mother and Father are buried in a family grave but I haven’t visited it for years/decades as they were laid to rest in UK long ago.
    I avoid funerals these days and never ask ‘for whom the bell tolls’ in case I’m told ‘it tolls for thee’. Amen to that.

    “Perchance he for whom this bell tolls may be so ill, as that he knows not it tolls for him; and perchance I may think myself so much better than I am, as that they who are about me, and see my state, may have caused it to toll for me, and I know not that.
    No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main. If a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if a manor of thy friend’s or of thine own were: any man’s death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind, and therefore never send to know for whom the bells tolls; it tolls for thee.”

    ‘For whom the bell tolls’ is a quotation from a work by John Donne, in which he explores the interconnectedness of humanity.

    The other work that always captures my imagination is:
    The Hand That Rocks the Cradle Rules the World

    I think we all know who’s ‘rocking it’ at the moment. God will revenge it.

  3. Aldous says:

    Growing too old is a kind of curse but God/Nature calls the shots and decides when to call Time. I’ve outlived everyone in my family by a long mile and often wonder – why?
    I’ve had so many brushes with death in the military that I can’t believe at times that I’m still here.
    A reserve parachute actually opening perfectly at night after a main malfunction cutaway and still landing safely on Terra Firma. Shaken AND very Stirred!
    The chemical light on my altimeter showed me that I was fast running out of time and altitude.
    Parachutists in free-fall descend at the rate of one thousand feet every five seconds.
    My boss was unimpressed by my bleating and told me to get it together as I was still alive and one or two others were not as their time and luck had run out.
    Such is the Mystery of Life.