My Daughter in Law died of cancer at the age of 42 she was not religious and had a Humanist Service and despite the grief it was a kind and compassionate service without all the mumbo jumbo. I would like that when its my time.
A link to where it was(not advertising it but I am praising them)
http://www.memorialwoodlands.com/ourservices.php?gclid=CJ-soseR67UCFYbHtAod7SsASw
In memory of Ruth Wright 1963-2005
My Daughter in Law died of cancer at the age of 42 she was not religious and had a Humanist Service and despite the grief it was a kind and compassionate service without all the mumbo jumbo. I would like that when its my time.
A link to where it was(not advertising it but I am praising them)
http://www.memorialwoodlands.com/ourservices.php?gclid=CJ-soseR67UCFYbHtAod7SsASw
In memory of Ruth Wright 1963-2005
Tony I am glad for you and your Mum it ended that way.
Tony I am glad for you and your Mum it ended that way.
Moggy you missed one who got away with mass murder
Dr John Bodkin Adams
In Eastbourne it is healthy
And the residents are wealthy
It’s a miracle that anybody dies;
Yet this pearl of English lidos
Is a slaughter house of widows –
If their bank rolls are above the normal size.
If they’re lucky in addition
In their choice of a physician
And remember him when making out their wills
And bequeath their Rolls Royces
Then they soon hear angel voices
And are quickly freed from all their earthly ills.
If they’re nervous or afraid of
What a heroine is made of
Their mentality will soon be reconditioned
So they needn’t feel neglected
They will shortly be infected
With the heroin in which they are deficient.
As we witnessed the deceased borne
From the stately homes of Eastbourne
We are calm, for it may safely be assumed
That each lady that we bury
In the local cemetery
Will re-surface – when the body is exhumed.
It’s the mortuary chapel
If they touch an Adam’s apple
After parting with a Bentley as a fee
So to liquidate your odd kin
By the needle of the bodkin
Send them down to sunny Eastbourne by the sea.
Moggy you missed one who got away with mass murder
Dr John Bodkin Adams
In Eastbourne it is healthy
And the residents are wealthy
It’s a miracle that anybody dies;
Yet this pearl of English lidos
Is a slaughter house of widows –
If their bank rolls are above the normal size.
If they’re lucky in addition
In their choice of a physician
And remember him when making out their wills
And bequeath their Rolls Royces
Then they soon hear angel voices
And are quickly freed from all their earthly ills.
If they’re nervous or afraid of
What a heroine is made of
Their mentality will soon be reconditioned
So they needn’t feel neglected
They will shortly be infected
With the heroin in which they are deficient.
As we witnessed the deceased borne
From the stately homes of Eastbourne
We are calm, for it may safely be assumed
That each lady that we bury
In the local cemetery
Will re-surface – when the body is exhumed.
It’s the mortuary chapel
If they touch an Adam’s apple
After parting with a Bentley as a fee
So to liquidate your odd kin
By the needle of the bodkin
Send them down to sunny Eastbourne by the sea.
From the man himself
My friends, as I have discovered myself, there are no disasters, only opportunities. And, indeed, opportunities for fresh disasters.
Boris Johnson
From the man himself
My friends, as I have discovered myself, there are no disasters, only opportunities. And, indeed, opportunities for fresh disasters.
Boris Johnson
You may believe you understand what you thought I said,
but have you ever realised that what I said was not
what you thought?
You may believe you understand what you thought I said,
but have you ever realised that what I said was not
what you thought?
Having seen life at any cost I watched my Mother die an Undignified death with cancer in screaming agony as a bag of bones.(that was 1966)
My Father in Law died peacefully of the same complaint in 1999 when all treatment was stopped except that which made him comfortable.
Be in no doubt both were riddled with cancer and no amount of treatment would give any hope of a cure or recovery
You can guess what I would want.
Having seen life at any cost I watched my Mother die an Undignified death with cancer in screaming agony as a bag of bones.(that was 1966)
My Father in Law died peacefully of the same complaint in 1999 when all treatment was stopped except that which made him comfortable.
Be in no doubt both were riddled with cancer and no amount of treatment would give any hope of a cure or recovery
You can guess what I would want.
From UBEX some starfish sites
http://www.secretscotland.org.uk/index.php/Category/ClydeAADefences
To be brutally honest there have been a lot of programs on the subject of Aircraft and many repeatet over and over again on some of the smaller channels(Discovery and the like). I don’t think there is a mass market appeal for them. Money is the bottm line always so its clean,do your house up,sell it,gardening and cooking stuff that brings the punters. Oh I nearly forgot Gok Wan!
I am a regular contributor to the BBC as well £12.42 a month by direct debit!:(