Egg and Cress

Only if you want it to be.......

Egg and Cress

Sorry....but, so do I!

Egg and Cress

Are they on all the time (or can you tell in the daylight)? Are they like white Christmas tree lights? Or are they solar powered so they fade during the night? If so, that's almost poetic, isn't it? The deceased's light fading as dawn draws nigh .......etc., etc. This could get really funny!!!

HarryTheSpider

That could actually be preferable to the truth!!

Egg and Cress

Well, of course there's no way to tell whether a family member of the dearly departed was having a laugh or really didn't think well of the passed - assuming it was the former, I thought it was a rather light-hearted wink at the grim reaper. If it was the latter, it was, of course, mean-spirited. (No pun intended) As I said, I can only imagine the reaction of most UCS's at such humour. Many would be simply aghast at such "disrespect", but, frankly, I find it refreshing.

scrubbedexpat097

There is one that creeps me out all the time when we pass it. There is quite a history to it...funny if it is true and no, I've never seen the ghost or the light

http://baileysprairie.org/pages/village-history.php

Anian

I used to live next to a cemetery. One woman would light a candle on her son's grave every night at sundown. She did it for years. I think she needed to go to counseling.

moneypenny20

My SiL's dad died back in June. She had very little to do with him, she'd visit at birthdays and christmas type stuff. Anyway since he's died the whole family have become obsessed and visit his grave daily.

Her mother's house backs on to the graveyard and one of her grandsons has cut a gap in the hedge so if she looks out of her lounge window she can see him. his grave. She goes out and sits 'with' him twice a day. She (and the rest of them) need more than counselling. It's not like it was a sudden death, it was a drawn out cancer. Every couple of weeks my SiL posts on FB that she's missing him, or puts up a pic of him. Fricking fruit loops.

Dorothy

When the old man uses the vacuum but doesn't bother to empty it when he's done. FFS it takes what, all of 3 seconds to tip the collection thingy into the bin? Nooooo. Instead, just leave it full of smelly ****ing dog hair in my sewing room with the door shut.

mikelincs

We've a friend like that, but her husband died almost 5 years ago, she can't have a conversation of more than three sentences before his name comes up, and what he did/would have done. Every year on the anniversary of his death she has to be taken to the place they scattered the ashes, they have a picnic, and then set off some fireworks. She has dozens of his photographs in one area of her house like a shrine, and doesn't realise that she now has a life to get on with. Yes remember him, but not live a life dictated by his memory.

SultanOfSwing

Not sure why this popped into my head but it did nontheless.

I really hate those people, we all know the type (the ones who if you dangled even a fake video camera over a crowd of them would kill, maim and gouge to be the one in front of it), anyway those people who whenever some person, simply by virtue of the fact that a few people might have heard of them, mentions the town they live in, or were born in, or once had a cup of coffee in, start whooping and yelling like a bunch of halfwits.

Never understood this kind of exchange:

Notable Person: "Hey!! I'm pretending to give a crap about the insignificant little shithole you all scratch out your miserable lives while I am busy being richer than you ..."

Halfwit: "Oh my God, someone mentioned the town I once scratched my balls in, out of the couple of million people that live in the metropolitan area, he MUST mean me!! Wooooo, wooooo, woooooooooooo. Oh is that a camera??? OOOOOOO, look at meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

****tards.

paranoidandroid

Been watching the politicians doing their "Town Hall" canvassing, have we?

SultanOfSwing

It must have been on in the background on the news or something, but on the drive into work I was reminded of the insufferable little flecks of knob cheese.

Bob

That annoys the snot out of me too...either that, or them placing a sign 10 feet behind the accident, but after a 10 mile tail back, you've probably already figured it out

What is annoying though, they never exactly say at what junction of the motorway is, so you keep going thinking it won't be far, but if they said you'll be parked for the next 10 junctions you can just pull over and figure another route around...as it's just as annoying to do that and then have the GPS pull you back on before clearing the accident

Anyway, peeve for today, folks who ring the phone and then hang up after 2-3 rings...give me a second to answer the phone you numbshits...and why does the phone always ring when I'm in the middle of changing the kids nappy?

Actually, it could be summarised by anyone who calls me on the phone.

Back road pavements, they're lovely that the town has them in most parts, but really annoying that it's usually only on one side, and they switch over every 20 yards, so you're either constantly crossing the road without a cross walk, or walking on the road half the time.

Bob

The few local cemetaries in town are like that...they're nice places to walk, because they're paved and easy enough to get to, so I walk around them a bit.

See all manner of weird shit on the graves, but whatever, people deal with grief however they deal with it.

The amusing thing is, all these cemeteries in town have a big sign that says the plots are only for town residents, flowers and other decorations are only allowed during certain times of the year between certain holidays and must be cleared the rest of the year, especially in the snow. Family are also responsible for clearing dead flowers. Oh and only open between sun up and sun down, which means not open for very long during some stretches of the year