If you've read Cliff's Eulogy, you'll know that we played the Viking Horns at the end of the funeral ... when everyone stood in silence for one minute. And at the time, I didn't really see his coffin move out of view, not only because tears obliterated my sight, but mostly because, in my mind,
p.s. I also liked this idea which can turn a favourite item of clothing into a laptop or iphone cover (on the same site).
"I AM ON A BEACH WATCHING HIM SAIL AWAY ON A VIKING SHIP AND NOW I CAN SEE ALL THE PALLBEARERS LIGHTING THEIR ARROWS. NOW THEY ARE PULLING THE ARROWS BACK AND POINTING THEM UP BUT TOWARDS THE SHIP. THEY RELEASE THE FLAMING ARROWS, ONE BY ONE. FLAMES START TO DANCE RANDOMLY AROUND THE SHIP. THE SUN IS SETTING … JUST LIKE THOSE BEAUTIFUL CARIBBEAN SUNSETS THAT WE SHARED TOGETHER. HE IS SAFE. HE HAS HIS PIECE OF EIGHT, PHOTOS, OTHER TREASURES THAT HE WILL NEED TO CROSS THAT FINAL RIVER. AND I KNOW BEYOND DOUBT THAT HE WILL FIND HIS WAY OVER. WHO THE HELL IS GOING TO STOP HIM … HIS SHEER SIZE AND POWER, NEVER MIND THE FACT HE IS WIELDING TWO MO-FO SWORDS."
I've written to the company asking for prices.
Perhaps it might be appropriate to visit Kathy in Sweden and let him have his viking funeral there ...