Originally Posted by
GrumbleDook
Flippin 'eck .... That *Was* my old fella's funeral.
We followed the carriage from the undertakers and stopped at teh start of the road where the church. We met up with the jazz band here and got out to walk behind it for about 300 yards ...
'When The Saints' was playing as we carried him in and ad we carried him out, and they joined us in the Parish Social Centre next to the church for the knees-up afterwards.
They had never played together, had had a drink or two (a touch of the mountain dew courtesy of the old fella) before they met the carriage and a good time was had by all. In fact it was a fantastic funeral that was only missing one person ... a crotchety, old bloke moaning that he should be give the sax as he could do far better ...