Posts tagged ‘Englishness’
Tuesday 26th May 2009 by Louise Carron Harris, 5 comments
Ohh you’ve got to see the funny side of the funeral industry, half the industry are a bunch of old crooners stuck in their ways, fighting with other funeral directors over business, bitter and twisted arguments over who has the contract for the hospital, moaning about the coroners, and stealing car keys from each other hearses… www.guardian.co.uk/uk/2009/may/12/funeral-hearse-keys-stolen» Continue reading
Monday 27th April 2009 by Louise Carron Harris, 3 comments
In April I joined the NAFD (Nation Federation Of Funeral Directors) as a supplier. Last Wednesday was the AGM and the first time I was to meet the Chilterns members. I’d been informed that these meetings were generally a chance have a catch up over a laid back beer and curry. In my eyes this was a perfect way to introduce myself to all the local funeral directors that I had not yet met and charm them with my good looks and talent!
I walk into the pub and see 2 men ‘fully suited and booted’ perched at the bar with a couple of pints – Ah ha, I can spot a funeral director a mile off! I smile and ask them if they are here for the NAFD meeting. They respond with a shy mumble! I interpret this as a very confused ‘yes’!» Continue reading
Wednesday 10th December 2008 by Louise Carron Harris, 5 comments
I am about to face some facts – the fact is all the people I work with or the people I work for are either dead or dying. They are not ‘passed on’ and they are not ‘lost’ – they are dead! It hurts for me to say it but from now on I’m going to say it! No skirting round the truth!
When I say ‘I’m sorry for your loss’, what I really mean is ‘I really am bloody sorry your mum died and I see your pain’. But I don’t want to say it because I feel it may hurt them and I don’t want to hurt them anymore than they are already hurting – So I skirt round the truth, fluff it up and say anything but the reality of the situation!
When we speak to the bereaved, we say ‘she had a great life’ or ‘she was loved’. Yarda yarda yarda – If there’s a window of opportunity not to be sad then hands up, I’ll take it, as will everyone else if they are to be honest. Its the easy option… but what about the people we are driving off from? Leaving them on the side of the road to find their own way home just to save an uncomfortable journey!?» Continue reading