Wednesday, 5 June 2013

To die, to sleep ....... or to pass?

Have you noticed that we've all become immortal these days.  No-one every dies.  They pass. They often don't even pass away. They just .... pass. Even the vicar at the funeral I attended today talked about passing.

People die. They have died.  They are dying. We all die.  Noel Coward, bless him, made great humour out of it in Blythe Spirit.  Do see it if you never have - it's an excellent play.

Is it going to move like water closet to lavatory and toilet, to little girl's room or other silly phrases, I wonder?  Maybe we died in the past, passed in the present and perhaps we'll move through in the future.

Just listen the next time there's news of a bereavement and see if you can spot the reluctance to say the word