Tragic/comic incidents

My brother and I got a fit of the silent giggles at my mothers funeral much to my sisters disgust. She hadn’t noticed that the order of service said the coffin would leave followed by the bears!

At my Father in law's funeral the Minister did the usual 'Ashes to ashes' speech and I noticed my Mum in law's shoulders shaking, same thing with both my sisters in law. Glancing at my husband I saw he was biting his lip. I put it down to being upset at the loss they had had but, on the way home when I mentioned how upset everyone had seemed, my husband started to laugh. He explained that his Dad had had a rather rude version of the same speech that he used to recite and that, far from crying, they were trying their best not to laugh out loud!

I was thanked profusely by a widow for attending her late husband's funeral. As we hadn't seen each other for some time she hadn't expected me to be there. I replied ' Of course I would come, I wouldn't have missed it for the world!' I'll never forget the angry glare her daughter gave me!

When my father was dying in the care home the manager asked me who they should call if I wasn't there when he died. I gave my answer and she said oh have you thought of so and so they are very good - we use them a lot. It made me chuckle!

My grandmother was late for her own funeral in the late 1980s... hearse broke down about 100 miles away from where she was being buried and then lots of fun crossing the border in Northern Ireland...

we were travelling in the follow up car behind the herse for my uncle’s funeral when my cousin tapped the driver on the shoulder and said - goodness this is taking forever, it would have been much quicker round the bypass. All you could hear was stifled giggles.

The smoke!

Stood outside crematorium and youngest daughter pipes up what’s is that smell Mum!!

We are from an old fashioned church in the Black Country, where a few more 'unrestrained' ladies joined the congregation. At my lovely Dad's rather formal funeral, they shouted 'halleluiah' every time they agreed with something said in the service. It reduced a whole row of adult nephews to jelly.
We still laugh about it.

My mother suffered from depression, Parkinsons and then Dementia. Towards the end she had to go into a nursing home, and did not recognise me when I went in to visit. But she obviously twigged that I had been someone special in her life, and after drinking half her tea, poured it into the saucer and offered it to me. She thought I was her dog!!!!

I was actually really touched, because she loved her dog so much!

On a very cold December day family were waiting for cars to take us to the crematorium for my dad's funeral. Cars arrived and I was rushing around looking for my hat, it was a heavy fur pillbox type ( fur wasn't a problem in the 70's ) I hunted high and low and saw " patches " of it here and there in mum's front room.
I then went into the back kitchen to see her dog " worrying " it. Mum was at the point of collapse at the state of my hat and undeterred, as is my nature, I picked up the hat and stuck two large safety pins inside it as the top was flapping open and had come away from the rim.

Slightly bald in parts I just plonked it on my head as it was bitterly cold and even colder at the crem. but poor mum took her all her time to contain herself, especially when one guest said " it was a good job you found your hat " .

My friend and I were at a funeral. When the coffin was carried in it was made of wicker. It creaked as it passed us and my friends shoulders were bobbing up and down while she was helplessly (silently) giggling. I whispered “what’s funny?”
“It reminds me of a picnic basket”!

My younger sister died in a road accident and only days after her death the family were all together at her house and for some reason my youngest sister had had to bring her two recently acquired rescue cats with her.

We had been round to the local bakery to get sandwiches for lunch and they were packed in paper bags. As we sat eating them, we heard an enormous crash from the kitchen and rushed out to see what had happened and found that one of the cats had got on the worktop and put his head right in one of the bags to get at the crumbs at the bottom - and then couldn't get his head out of the bag. He had then fallen off the worktop and was blundering round the kitchen with a paper bag on his head.

Suddenly we all collapsed into laughter, that became faintly hysterical, but it did us all a power of good.

Years ago we were out with friends at a pub. It had been a while since we had seen them and I had put on some weight in the interim. The other husband sturned to mine and said “surely she’s at her fighting weight now?” Even I had to laugh as it WAS so witty!

We were scattering my DGF ashes in a place he loved, a park with a small stream running through it. He was dutifully scattered in the stream but sunk straight to the bottom. Family member piped up " He always was a good swimmer". Cue laughter from all adults and bewildered looks from younger family