A grave matter

Some time ago I had a medical colleague who was also an ordained minister of the Church of England. One day we were discussing the pleasant subject of how we would like our bodies disposed of after our deaths, and he told me that he wanted to be buried, not cremated. I asked him why.

“So that on the day of resurrection,” he replied, “I put God to as little trouble as possible.”

Oddly enough, I too would like to be buried, and I know just the cemetery for me. It is in the small town in which I live, and it has changed comparatively little in appearance in the past century and a half. Buried in the cemetery is one …