Tuesday, 16 June 2009

Way too soon

I went to Graeme Kidd's funeral today. Graeme and I both worked at Future Publishing in Bath, but that was at least fifteen years ago and I haven't seen him since. Not surprisingly the funeral had some Kidd touches, the coffin was followed down the aisle by a pint of Hereford Pale (later drunk by his elder son I believe), and the congregation contained a mixture of black ties, bow ties, T-shirts, mohicans and mayoral regalia.
After the service a couple of hundred people gathered for a drink and a chat. It struck me that we should hold these wakes before we die, we rarely appreciate those around us enough, and how much better would it be to get together without the necessity for a funeral?

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