tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17391176.post7402192737475185555..comments2024-03-10T00:38:42.248+11:00Comments on CopperWitch: NEW BOOKJahTehhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02007730071564639411noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17391176.post-36028955167118828702007-06-11T10:33:00.000+10:002007-06-11T10:33:00.000+10:00And I, in turn, will tell you the inglorius weddin...And I, in turn, will tell you the inglorius wedding day. I will make it up there Miss Eagle and I think I have told you that my grandparents lived in Upper Gully.JahTehhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02007730071564639411noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17391176.post-2351832301315562632007-06-11T09:50:00.000+10:002007-06-11T09:50:00.000+10:00When we get together I will tell you about the fun...When we get together I will tell you about the funeral experience when my dear departed Dearly Beloved died.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05972285659958872775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17391176.post-74722033522864282582007-06-09T15:59:00.000+10:002007-06-09T15:59:00.000+10:00Steph, the only reasons we've having refreshments ...Steph, the only reasons we've having refreshments is the food is good but we're having it there not at Mum's place, that way they have to piss off and leave us alone. Sis and I are planning to head for the pokies.<BR/><BR/>MC, I could have cheerfully strangled my father-in-law at my son's funeral. He walked around telling everyone how glad he was to be able to pay for a good turn for the boy. Fcuking old bastard wouldn't give him the same amount to go to university on a mature entry. I never forgave him for that day and I still spit on his name at the cemetary.JahTehhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02007730071564639411noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17391176.post-16969104727688571102007-06-09T15:21:00.001+10:002007-06-09T15:21:00.001+10:00(I meant coffins not ciffins)(I meant coffins not ciffins)Middle Childhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09962830669606760640noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17391176.post-75393348735019524182007-06-09T15:21:00.000+10:002007-06-09T15:21:00.000+10:00Nah...special ciffins for cremation...notice they ...Nah...special ciffins for cremation...notice they don't carry thewm by the handles because they are for show...<BR/><BR/>I know what you mean about people turning up and you have to be nice to them. I looked around at Don's funeral at all these so called friends and a worthless brother who never once in 25 years of Don's injury visited and offered one smidgin of help...they were nocticeable by their abscence<BR/><BR/><BR/>all those long months when he was bedridden, one year for six months straight, and apart from one good friend and the kids...we were on our own...and it was awful at first...but we became self sufficient except for paid nurses... and now they are ringing me up wanting me to be social...apart from the one good one pffft to them...<BR/><BR/>or as Don would say in his quaint way when someone really annoyed him, "You can pack up and piss off" ha ha ha laughing now...good memoryMiddle Childhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09962830669606760640noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17391176.post-87015333438927751052007-06-09T13:49:00.000+10:002007-06-09T13:49:00.000+10:00What about cremations? People pay all that money f...What about cremations? People pay all that money for elaborate coffins and then they go up in smoke anyway.Stephhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09486157834509821905noreply@blogger.com