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Here is what happened when I put a wee mention on the GlescaPals messageboard about buying this burial lair:-

Burial Lair, Posted March 24, 2003 by webmaister
Ah went oot last week a purchased a lair in Rutherglen Cemetery.
My final resting place.
Ah wanted tae be organised and no' leave the problems tae my boys, when arranging mah funeral. Nice wee spot..I'll show the photies if ye want?
It wull be interesting tae see the views that come in oan this wan!

Posted on March 24, 2003 at 17:58:08 by Catherine (london)
I think you made a wise decision there Webmaister. We did the same 14yrs ago, we bought ours it cost £650.
When my brother died 2yrs ago it cost £1900 for same 200yds from ours. We did not want our son and daughter to have the bother of it ,and we picked a nice wee spot. We do not have a photo of it, but we see it when we visit the cemetery. I know this type of topic is not to everyones taste ,but that is what the board is all about , a variety of topics for discussion.!!!! Regards Catherine

Posted on March 24, 2003 at 15:13:09 by Therese
Oh Dear Our Webmaister....Celtic getting put out the cup didnae upset ye THAT much did it? Or is it the prospect of Rangers mibbe getting beat? lol...What on earth made you post that message on such a lovely sunny day? Ma weans can put me oot wi the rubbish on a Monday morning fur all i care!...Mind you, that would be too much trouble, I canny get them to put the rubbish oot noo! Anyhoos, I'm er...pleased fur ye...i think....lol....Love Therese

Posted on March 28, 2003 at 13:07:21 by Ronnie, London
Aye it took a long time fur it tae come tae me but Therese's hit the nail oan the heid as tae why Wull the Webmaister is arranging his ain funeral, cos he's frightened thit his family will chuck him in the midgie as soon as they realise he's broon breed.
Och the puir wee sowel, a suppose he kin leave the hole uncovered wae the open cofin in the botum so thit when he feels deidness comin upone him he kin jist lie doon aw by hissel and slip aaf tae wherever he's gawn.
Perhaps he might waant tae dae his ain obituary before he goes, that wid be a laugh.
HERE LIES THE BODIE O' WULLIE MAC
HE'S GONE NO AND NO COMIN BACK
FUR WHEN HE WIS HERE HE WIS LOAD A FUN
BIT NOO HE'S IN A HOLE IN THE GRUN

Posted on March 24, 2003 at 15:42:35 by Marion New York
My goodness Webmaister, don't ye think we're depressed enough wi' the war in Iraq withoot you scarin' us wi' yer residence o' the future? Yer no tryin' tae tell us somethin' ur ye. Seriously though, I know it's the thing tae dae these days, gettin' yer affairs in order, but it gies me the WILLIES. Haha ...Marion

Posted on March 24, 2003 at 21:59:18 by webmaister
Well yer a funny lot right enough
Yer webmaister is the big-five-O on Boxing Day....and I decided this was the year tae sort oot ma affairs. My dear wee Mammy died in 1995 aged only 64 and being the auldest and cleverest ah wis left tae sort everything oot.
Since then ah hiv had nae problem talking aboot ....ye know...hmmmm....the.... D word....
So this year ah hiv not only purchased a lair but mah 'last will & testament" is getting sorted this year also. Then ah kin put it awe into an envelope and forget aboot it.
Incidently being a South Lanarkshire resident mah lair only cost £198.80p....whit ah also forgot tae tell ye wis mah big pal Jas has bought the lair next tae mine!
Ye want tae hear the wummin they hiv been laughing at us!! The four of us are going on holiday this year tae`discuss it!! Ye see naebody else wants tae be buried so he bought the next lair tae keep me company.....ah real pal! Ah must get the photies oan the website......

Posted on March 26, 2003 at 02:00:19 by Marion New York
Webmaister ye certainly ur a well organized cratur fur yer age. Ye've even picked oot yer partner fur tae spend eternity wi'. Ye better make sure Jas his hid clean livin' ur you might go wan wi' an he the ither. Haha!....Marion

Posted on March 25, 2003 at 01:47:18 by Jimmy Reid, Canada
Smart move Webmaister! wi' the price o' coaffins no'a'days yer better tae take a wee bit o' the financial burden aff the wans thit's left. Ma'sell??? ah'm gau'in in "The Fire" ah've goat the 'Cremation' thing aw' soartit oot an' aw' thit's left tae dae??? Is 'spread me oot' ... a wee drap in Nova Scotia and the rest ... Gau'in aw'ower the shores o' Loch Lomond. A wee drap each in Balloch, Arden Youth Hostel, Drymen, Balmaha, Rowerdennan an' The Ben' then, ower tae the ither side an' up tae Luss, Inverbeg, Ardlui, Arrochar campground Ardgarten Youth Hostel and whit's left??? up The Cobbler an' let me drift in the wind ... AW' MY GOD! ah' could go thi'morra oan "The Last Trip Hame" an it wid be a 'blessin' Ah've lived a 'Fantastic Life' an' shared it wi' some marvelous characters an' thurr's noa much mair ah'd
care tae dae ... 'cept win the $20+Million this Friday! bit, ah'd probably jist spend it oan mair firewid' furr 'The Big Burn' LoL!!! Ah'm gau'in furr a drive this week tae 'the gravesite' o' the man thit wrote "What a Friend
We Have In Jesus" an' furr a big waster like ah' wis, ah'll take ma' Guitar Wull an' gie that hymn a wee burl' 'cause 'age' mellows ye' Gie's a wee Smile?

Posted on March 25, 2003 by Oor Webmaister
Noo don't get awe serious oan me.
This is a topic that some folk dareny talk aboot.
But why not..there is wan thing fur sure we are awe gonny snuff-it
Scots folk are murder at talking aboot death, other nationalities have nae problem wi' it
Ah tell ye whit ah told ma boys...I hope to live fur a long time tae come, ah jist want this sorted. I'll need tae get a sorcerer's apprentice tae take oan the webmaisters role......
A wee Glesga man and his wife wur hiving a fight on the day of their 40th wedding anniversary. The man yells, "When you die, am getting ye a headstane that reads, 'Here Lies My Wife - As Cold As Ever'." "Aye" she replies,"When you die, I'm getting you a headstane that says,
'Here lies mah Man -Stiff At Last.'"

Posted on March 25, 2003 at 13:30:25 by Jimmy McGhee, Canada
yer a heliva man Wull, a cudnae hiv put it ony betur musel the wee joke is a guid wan.
......An ther aw deed ,oh, hear we go again!....

Webmaister..........Thanks Pals .
Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there, I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glint on the snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain.	When you wake in the morning hush, I am the swift, uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circling flight. I am the soft starlight at night. Do not stand at my grave and weep. I am not there I do not sleep. Do not stand at my grave and cry. I am not there I did not die . Mary Frye (1932}
Your Gap ? A man stood to speak at the funeral of a friend. He referred to the dates on his headstone, from beginning to end. The first came with the date of his birth, and then the date of his death. He spoke of the following date with tears, but he said what mattered most was the gap between those years. For the gap represents all the time he spent on this earth, and only those who loved him know what that gap is worth. For it disnae matter how much we own, how much money we have, the cars.. the house.. what matters is how we live and love and how we spend our gap. You never know how much time is left. If we could just slow down long enough to consider what is real and true and always try to understand how others feel. Are there friends you've left behind? Things you've left unsaid, that wee broken fence you need to mend? Be less quick to anger, and treat others to a smile, so when your epitaph's being read and your life is being rehashed, you would be proud of what they have to say about how you spent your gap.