As I get older, I think about the unthinkable more and more.
I don’t want to be buried so that just leaves one option really, to be burnt to a cinder or cinders, to be precise. Except this Cinders won’t be going anywhere, let alone to the ball.
There is another option that I often think about but have never got around to doing anything about, and that i…
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