Oh yes, seconded so much. In the case of my aunt everyone involved was very glad that she was a very little old lady, minimising the numbers who had to get anywhere near the edge, and I was taken to one side and told very quietly exactly where it was safest for me to stand.
As it was, her funeral was the one day of the year with snow on the ground (just enough to make a slope into a never-ending series of puddles, with slippery bits lurking for the unwary), and there were many mutterings that she had arranged it all so that she could laugh at us.
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Date: 2012-10-27 08:11 am (UTC)As it was, her funeral was the one day of the year with snow on the ground (just enough to make a slope into a never-ending series of puddles, with slippery bits lurking for the unwary), and there were many mutterings that she had arranged it all so that she could laugh at us.