Wills & Burials!

Aldaniti

Aldaniti

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There you go, back to nice Aldaniti special ;)

Seriously though, Myself & my partner are renewing our wills next week as circumstances have changed since the last one, mort etc, after much thought I've decided I'd like to have my ashes scattered at a green burial site but just wondered how safe they are in terms of being built on? do they have the same protection as a normal cemetary?
 
I have a similar though - Id like a woodland buriel ( hopefully in a proper grave - not a shallow one civered in leaves like in all the detective stories) and i like the idea of bulbs being planted rather than cut flowers etc.

On the other hand - as Simmo rightly points out = I'll be dead when Im buried( I hope!!) so it wont really mater what hppens after I become worm food......

I doubt very much they can build on things like that Helen - I wouldnt panic too much. Hopefully you wont have to find out too soon!
 
I think it's time we all turned over a new leaf and stopped ripping the piss out of each other.
 
Could someone pm me when the punning on this thread has finished and we are back to the serious business of laying oneself to rest please? I'm going to vomit if I read any more of them and that will interfere with my ability to drink alcohol this evening.

I want to be flung in a black bin bag and tossed in the incinerator at the local tip.
 
Can someone not branch out and start discussing something else.

This thread is getting beyond a J(oak)!
 
Bleeeeeuuuururggggghhhh.


Bleeeeeeuuuuuuuuuurrrrggggghhhh.

Where's that fecking bag?

Blueeeeeeeuueuueueueueuueuuuughghhhh.

Right, managed to catch some for you. Where do I send it?
 
I'm going to be cremated and then Phil's going to chuck my ashes in the spinner and fling 'em out all over Front Field at the top of Big Hill. If/when I sell the farm, there'll be a convenant in the deeds to ensure that's still allowable!
 
Sorry, I missed the bit in the rules that specified that in order to become a member you had to be obsessed with death!
 
I couldn't give a damn where my ashes are laid to rest. I reckon I will pick somewhere really daft to do it though so those lucky b@satards who outlive me have a hard task getting rid of me!
 
:o :lol: A news article from a Florida Newspaper:

"When Nathan Radlich's house was burgled, thieves left his TV, his VCR, and even left his watch. What they did take was a "generic white cardboard box filled with greyish-white powder" -- that at least is the way the police described it.

A spokesman for the Fort Lauderdale police said, "It looked similar to cocaine and they'd probably thought they'd hit the big time."

Then Nathan stood in front of the TV cameras and pleaded with the burglars: "Please return the cremated remains of my sister, Gertrude. She died three years ago."

Well, the next morning, the bullet-riddled corpse of a drug dealer known as Hoochie Pevens was found on Nathan's doorstep. The cardboard box was there too; with about half of Gertrude's ashes remaining. And there was this note:

"Hoochie sold us the bogus blow, so we wasted Hoochie. Sorry we snorted your sister. No hard feelings. Have a nice day."
 
:lol: :lol: I wonder if until the broadcast they'd all been going 'Wheyyy... this is some serious sh*t, guys!"
 
A nice story but another "urban legend" I'm afraid. The Urban Legend report:

The saga of Nathan Radlich's cremated sister's remains provides an interesting illustration of the difference between a legend and a news story. On 13 May 1993, thieves broke into the Radlich home in Boynton Beach, Florida, and made off with a cellophane-wrapped package of greyish-white powder that had been kept in a fishing tackle box at the head of the homeowner's bed. Radlich's television, VCR, radio, and watch were left undisturbed by the intruders — all they appeared to have wanted was the contents of that tackle box. Detectives working the case stated they had an awful feeling about why the ashes were stolen: they suspected the powder was mistaken for cocaine.

And there matters rest. In the real life tale, there was no bullet-riddled corpse turning up on Nathan's doorstep, no explanatory note left by the disappointed drug buyers. Even the bit about Radlich appealing on TV for the return of his sister's cremains was manufactured to make a better tale.

Well, at least were the cremains lifted because someone was fool enough to mistake them for cocaine? Barring the thieves someday stepping forward to explain the whys of their theft, we'll never know. Speculation on the part of the detectives is just that — speculation. Maybe the ashes were taken by a relative or friend who felt Gertrude deserved a better final resting place than a tackle box. Maybe they were lifted by someone curious about the nature of cremains, or by someone who for his own creepy reasons wanted to have a box of someone's ashes.
 
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