*Fantasy*........................*Fantasy*
Picture Owen’s Funeral (Many, many, many years from now)
The Church is packed and hundreds outside have to make do with a broadcast of the service over loud-speakers.
Solemn organ music accompanies the entrance of the local Minister.
“Please be seated”
Everyone sits down.
“Our first hymn...”
(and the organ begins-)
Dum dum, Dum dum, Dum dum, Dum dum
Dum Dah, Dum Dah, Dum Dah, Dum Dah
Dum dum, Dum dum, Dum dum, Dum dum
Dum Dah, Dum Dah, Dum Dah, Dum Dah
Da da da daaaah, Da da Da da dah
Da da da daaaah, Da da Da da dah
(then the choir starts...)
“I’ve been cheated by you since I don’t know...”
*BANG*
The coffin lid flies open; the body sits bolt upright and screams:
“Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo”
But the choir continues unabashed.
If one looks closely, one may make out Ms.Crittle, Luke, sundry Craigs and… surely that couldn’t be Mr. Kirsop at the back!
The Choir Master? Well his somewhat oriental features (not to mention the trademark ‘evil grin’) are something of a dead give-a-way.
Personally, I’m particularly looking forward to the wake afterward, when Angela & Dani have promised a performance a’ la ‘Muriel’s Wedding’, with Craig S as the somewhat stolid Bjorn, and Dave L as the mischevious Benny.
Ahhh Owen what a celebration it will be - what a pity you can’t be there.
But I wouldn’t worry too much mate - I’m sure you’ll outlive us all
(you’ll have to now - who do you think was playing the organ! ;-) )
Rob
PS I most humbly apologise to all those to whom I’ve caused offence; not to mention the exceedingly bad taste of this entire post.
But it was tooo delicious to resist.
I am after all, just a weak and damned atheist
R
