originally posted on monday9am.tv on 13th October 2007.

There are a group of youths sitting against of a tomb, laughing to a soundtrack groaning out from an over-used CD player.

Elsewhere entire families picnic on burial plots.

‘How irreverend… ‘

Or is it?

Perhaps the colourful way this nation celebrates its dead lies in its deeper understanding that death might not be as final as it might appear to many.

And then I wonder, when the time comes for me to shuffle off my perch, how I might wish for visitors to break with the silent tradition encouraged by the colourless, dare I say lifeless, cemeteries I have previously stood in.

I am just imagining the scene in a quiet English country churchyard.

But this might just be me & my soul : )