The second-best thing about going to two funerals in one day is that you get free food twice. And tea. You can have free tea twice in one day. Funerals and tea. Just as I am not a fan of churches, neither do I think funeral-goers should be thanked with tea. Funerals should have booze in the church hall. The second funeral I went to on Thursday had Champagne. Bubbles fuel this column. The best thing about two funerals in one day is the whoosh of memories and the smiles that come with them. I went to two funerals in the space of five hours, and travelled across more than 30 years of memories. It was a good, sad day. A time to say goodbye and a chance to celebrate. The best of times, the worst of times, but the best get better with the years. My favourite memory of Henry Rosslee, who was the father of my friend Garrath and who passed away on Saturday night, is of him sitting in the lounge of his house in Brakpan studiously avoiding the eyes of his wife. Bev was dressed up. There was a ...

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