JamesWhitehead
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Of Phones and Funerals . . .
The requiem mass for my late Uncle a few days ago had a moment of high solemnity as the coffin was sprinkled with holy water and fumigated with incense. The silence was rudely interrupted by a mobile phone blaring out the opening of the Mozart 40th. The owner seemed to make repeated flustered attempts to mute it before eventually retreating outside.
I resisted the urge to turn and see who the culprit was. Now I can imagine a lot of tasteless tunes that would have made a better story but phone tones are intrinsically vile and that Mozart tune makes a very irksome sound-bite at the best of times. It is usually characterized as restless so the sounds of a rotating late uncle would not have surprised me greatly. As it was he suffered the indignity in silence.
The requiem mass for my late Uncle a few days ago had a moment of high solemnity as the coffin was sprinkled with holy water and fumigated with incense. The silence was rudely interrupted by a mobile phone blaring out the opening of the Mozart 40th. The owner seemed to make repeated flustered attempts to mute it before eventually retreating outside.
I resisted the urge to turn and see who the culprit was. Now I can imagine a lot of tasteless tunes that would have made a better story but phone tones are intrinsically vile and that Mozart tune makes a very irksome sound-bite at the best of times. It is usually characterized as restless so the sounds of a rotating late uncle would not have surprised me greatly. As it was he suffered the indignity in silence.