I think the undertakers in the area I came from originally are a bit overworked at the moment - one of my uncles died Monday last week (well, he was 78 and had been given three months to live four years ago, so I suppose he did quite well, all told), and the undertakers were fully booked until this Monday. Well, we could have had a late afternoon slot on Thursday, but that wasn't convenient for the rest of the family... Talking about undertakers - I was one of the bearers, and my uncle was the first occupant of what seems to be intended to be a grave for four (uncle, aunt, and two unmarried kids). Six feet under? It was more like twelve feet under and we were all rather concerned that the ropes would run out before the coffin reached the bottom, I was leaning over with my hand quite near the ground before he finally reached the end of his final journey!