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Set me off thinking about that one!

I wish to be cremated and then my ashes paced in the spinner with the spring fertilizer and sprayed all over Big Hill (there would be enough ash to go round up there, I reckon!!).
 
I've left strict instructions as to what should happen to my body after I've gone. Woe betide anyone who doesn't adhere to them as I'll haunt them forever! Under no circumstances at all am I to be cremated. I cannot stand the thought of being burnt :( Instead I am to be buried in a willow coffin at a natural burial ground. All of the ashes of my dear departed cats and dogs are to join me in my coffin. It'll be a tight squeeze but I'm determined for them to come with me.
 
Cremated, as I have a terrible fear of being buried alive. I'd then like my ashes to dropped into the middle of the Atlantic.
 
Originally posted by Griffin@Oct 7 2005, 12:35 PM
All of the ashes of my dear departed cats and dogs are to join me in my coffin.
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Hold on a second there Griffin - you'll have none of being burnt, but it's good enough for your pets????? Well ll I can say is that you can't love them that much.......
 
Having them cremated is the only way I can take them all with me when we move house. I'll never forgive myself for having Phoebe buried in my back garden at an old house. Leaving her behind was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do. So since then everyone has been cremated. Thus far we have Ezzie and Griffin and also two of my handrears who didn't make it, Artemise and Chelsea. That collection has taken four years to build up, so if I manage to live until old age I dread to think how many will be coming too :lol:
 
I took out a prepaid funeral thingy years ago, so the old girl would be saved any cost of disposing of me. First, though, my Will clearly states that if any medical students want a good hack at me, they're welcome. Any usable organs can be harvested (not the left eye, doctor, it's crap!). What's left is to be baked on Gas Mark 5, with mixed herbs, then served with a sprinkling of breadcrumbs to feed the birdies in the crem's gardens. ABSOLUTELY no service, no flowers, nobody to attend. I don't care where I'm sprinkled: I could dust down the Members-to-Tatts gateway at Lingfield, and serve as a blagger-repellent...
 
As a member of The E. Dead Group I have absolutely no intention of dying. You people with your defeatist attitudes make me want to vomit. Get a bloody grip on yourselves. There's people out there depending on youse.
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Don't worry, dearest, I shall seek you out in the middle of the night with ghostly, pale, and clammy fingers...
 
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FANTASTIC NEWS - and SOOOOO OFF-TOPIC!! A fabulous fresh fruit and veg + deli + yummy caff has just opened at the end of the road, so today has been a glorious feast of focaccia, vine tomatoes, mixed leaves, beetroot and the prospect of noshing the sourdough bread tomorrow, too! Oooh! Too, too scrumboblious! They must have about 40 styles of vinegar!
 
Originally posted by Ardross@Oct 7 2005, 05:31 PM
Sounds like a feline death sentence to move in with Griffin !
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Not at all, Ezzie was 18, Griffin was hit by a car and then killed by an incompetant vet, Artemise has a deformed pancreas & liver which finally killed her at 5 weeks of age and Chelsea died from FIP aged 7 weeks. I'm the proud owner of eight other very healthy cats :lol:
 
EIGHT :ph34r: :o :o :o :o :o :o

One is enough hassle for me . Gorgeous as the great tortoiseshell whopper is
 
Is Lord H is planning a fitness regime and to ride Great Benefit in the NH Chase ?
 
Latey - :lol: - don't give him ideas! He'll be leaving codicils to have his ashes carried round during the Gold Cup and sprayed as the horse gallops past:

"And there's Pretty Picture in the lead at the last, as Bobajob comes up to challenge on the stands rail, and therrrrrre goes Brian Hartigan - a magnificent display! A superb flourish of the urn by Paul Carberry, and he's all over the winning line - and the rails, the cameramen, the onlookers, and the horse behind is sneezing his head off... "
 
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