Tracey’s funeral
I saw Tracey the other day. She was looking very well. She’d been to a funeral. It was very nice, she said.
Seems it was a friend of her mother’s who had died. One of those bloggers she associates with on that funny site she gets into at the library. I asked what she died from and Tracey said the doctor said it was called “explosive vitriol”. Female bloggers of a certain age get it. Menopause, blogging and then “explosive vitriol”, said Tracey. It seems bilious acids just build up and up and then explode internally. A lot of them go off with it in the blogging season, said Tracey. When was that? I asked. After life, said Tracey.
The funeral was at the new funeral parlour. The one that’s up behind the old Mary Magdalene Retirement Village and Hospice. That’s run by the Hari Krishnas now. They bought it from the Catholics when they closed down. Anyway, the funeral parlour had run an opening special on the internet and the lady blogger had bought a special introductory package just…
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