They were very clear what they wanted.
Time to say goodbye (a popular choice) as the curtains closed.
So I had it all planned - ask everyone to stand, press the button for the music. Read the committal words over the strings at the beginning, practiced and timed like the DJ I once dreamed of being, let the Italian begin and then hit the button for the curtains just as Ms Brightman starts with the chorus.
It was ready.
I was slick.
The FD shook my hand just before the service and said "Oh, slight change of plan. We're keeping the curtains open".
I smiled and said "okay, fine" - what else could I do?
Still read the words over the intro, though - save the poor congregation standing for too long.
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See, this is why we love FD like him, isn't it XP? So much sensitivity towards what makes a good, well-planned funeral ceremony.
Keep spinning those Wheels of Steel, gal, there was nothing else to be done!
Thanks Gloria,
It was a tiny thing, but just made me smile after the time I'd taken over such a small detail.
That's the way it goes, huh?
Ha! Only goes to show how leaving the curtains open can rob a funeral of a marvellous touch of theatre.
At least you got to read over the strings. Bet that made a few soines tingle.
Spines, spines!
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