Funerals are a no no for me. I don't know in other countries but in Greece there are plenty of a sweet seeds or something. Have no idea what they are but they taste great, and you only find then in funerals.
I lost all "it" for funerals in the first funeral I attended, well, before the actual ceremony. The same day the guy died (living in the same building) some men brought the casket (sp?) and left it at the building's entrance. At one time as I was walking near it (but could not be seen by anyone since I was behind an extra wall, don't ask) I heard two of male relatives say ugly things about the dead guy. You see he was fat, not circus fat, but fat. So they were joking and things like that. They made me feel sick. He was a good man with many family and money problems but he always helped those in need. If I wasn't a kid at the time I would let them know of my feelings for what they said. :Titan: