Been to a friends Funeral today. I must have seen 100s of services but I am always impressed when friends and family stand up and talk about the person's life. You can learn so much more about what that person has done in their lives and it is much more interesting than a Vicar talking on for ages, when actually no one knows him better than his friends? A nice send off and he would have been proud.
I thought I had made a real investment when I ordered the book about Victorian Funerals. I had searched the Internet and finaly found an affordable copy. Of course it was not to run smoothly and I received a book which might as well have been titled 'Oooh look at me ducky'.
Anyway, as I suspected, the book company(by the way its called The Book Depository just in case you fancy a lucky dip if you order from them) then said that they had not got that title after all. Now explain this if you will. The Book cover was on display on the site. the Title was on display on the site. My receipt had the title of the book written on it when it arrived....but inside was a completely different book. They blamed it on a wrong ISBN number which actually means that when it got packed the title, which was 'Sleeping Beauty' by Stanley Burns, actually read Photographs by Ginsberg!!!! How, jut tell me , How???? We might as well announce we are going to play 'In the Mood' and then play the Theme from Bonanza??? Are standards dropping or are mine just to high?
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