2017-08-04 20:53:47 UTC
My husband Peter died four years ago, so I have some experience of
organising a funeral. Like Caroline’s memorial, Peter’s was a non-religious
event, but conducted by a friend who is a priest.
He began with the reading from Ecclesiastes (“To everything there is a
season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven...”), which,
describing as it does how we are all part of the natural world, seemed to
me equally appropriate for Caroline.
My friend also recommended the Wendy Cope poem "My Funeral" (its warning
ignored by some of Peter’s friends who talked for so long that we were
indeed very late for the crematorium!)
"I hope I can trust you, friends, not to use our relationship
As an excuse for an unsolicited ego-trip..."
Time was the biggest challenge in writing this episode: how can you
encapsulate nearly forty years of life in twelve and a half minutes?
I wanted the inevitable sadness of the occasion to be leavened by lots of
happy memories, so I spent hours trawling through the archives, searching
out amusing incidents and anecdotes about Caroline.