Inspiration for the week

Oh indeed...My beloved brother died at the South African National Skydiving Championships many years ago. My mother wanted Amazing Grace played at his funeral and wanted lillies or somesuch on his coffin. My sister-in-law and myself agreed that he would be spinning like a top in his box if we did that, so we placed his rig (parachute) over his coffin and played Queens Another One Bites the Dust. All his mates (about 600 of them present) as well as his four children agreed that he would be having a good chuckle at that. After the ceremony, his parachute that was draped over his coffin was ceremoniously folded by his other three team mates (he was in a four way when he bounced...sorry another skydving terminology commonly used by other meatbombs (yet another...we all know the realities of major f**kups), whilst Elton John's Don't let the Sun Go Down On Me was played. The packed rig was then presented to his widow.