October 9, 2005 at 11:25 am 1 comment

The Funeral was on Saturday. It went as well as could be expected. The burial was at Dovecot.

Dovecot is about a 30 minute drive (without traffic) from Kingston. I don’t know the real percentages, but it feels that most people who die in Kingston are either buried there or in the next door Meadowrest. It’s down a back road. And it is a very desolate place. It’s rained a lot recdently and it is in a ‘red earth’ area… so all the heels sunk into this red earth.

We had a dramatic trip out there. First of all, pulling out of the church, my car developed a flat tyre. So we had to stick on the indicators, overtake a huge line of traffic, cut infront of the bus going out there, park the car, run and jump on the bus.

Police outriders had been arranged for the journey. They make you feel very important – pulling over all the other cars so that the funeral procession can go through together quickly. And boy, it was quickly. They could see that rain was coming, so they decided to get us there fast to beat the rain. So lots of cars were pulled over, including another funeral procession who hadn’t organised an escort!

While on the bus, a friend called on my cell phone. She had stopped for something on the way so was pleased that she had now caught us up. When she got to the graveyard, she called again. She couldn’t recognise anyone around. That was because she had joined the wrong procession!

Just before we left the graveyard, another funeral pulled in. I don’t know whose funeral it was, but it was a ‘bling’ funeral. Some outfits! Lots of heels sinking in the mud. Lots of glitter. White hearse with loud music. Some amazing hair styles. Interesting sight.

So then it was back to the house. To eat food. Lots of food. The thing that made me laugh most was that after everyone had been fed, we saw people openning their handbags. And removing tuperwear containers, sip lock bags and folded foil. They came ready to take home the left overs!
And a fight nearly broke out between 2 ladies who were competing over the left overs to take home for their dogs!


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Couldn’t resist Hellshire

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  • 1. Guyana-Gyal  |  October 12, 2005 at 1:24 pm

    A bling funeral? And I tawt I’d seen it all. The hairstyles look like works of art. And the fingernails with paintings on them, I love them, very creative.


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