I believe you end up where you dream about... like a beach in thailand or swimming with dolphins... just something you have always loved or dreamed of doing.
you end up a character with in your own dreams.
A gathering on a hill - please do all the burying stuff in private - no family of friends. I dont want them to see me going into the crematoriam.
please just all gather and meet and sing and pray outside on a summers day. No black clothes please.
Funeral Location
On the hill in surrey near where i was born.
My Ashes
Scattered in the sea in Brighton where I was at university.
My Funeral Songs
Tragedy - bee gees.
The wife can choose the rest
My Funeral Hymns
Not a big fan of hymns.
Eulogies
please allow my children to speak if they wish to.
Quotes, readings or prayers
I love any quotes from the Dalai Lama.
Poems
I like this...
Funeral Blues-
Made popular by the movie, “Four Weddings and a Funeral”
Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He is Dead.
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.
The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods;
For nothing now can ever come to any good.
W.H. Auden
My Wake
Just drink as much as you can down the local - save some of my money to put behind the bar!