Funeral

I'm going to Margaret's funeral in about half an hour (the woman I used to work with that I mentioned). I feel weird. I've never been to a funeral before so I have no idea what to expect. I wasn't especially close to her but we used to chat when we saw each other. Yeah, weird is the word.

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It was a nice service, ruined only by the fact that some moron parked illegally in front of us so we had to sit around for an hour afterwards waiting for them to come and move their car.

Not only was it my first funeral but my first time in a crematorium too. I think I'd like to be cremated when I die.