The Catholics went off in a great state of partying....with a brass band leading the way !
As all us neighbours stood looking suitably serious & sympathetic, the band struck up, with a great flourish...
"Oh Susannah, dont you cry for me
Cos I've gone to Alabama, with a banjo on my knee"
I burst into an astonished cackle, which I quickly covered up with a bout of coughing ...I think I got away with it! lol
Meanwhile all the mourners were bouncing happily along behind, waving & calling out to friends...
As they exited the alley I heard the band change to "When the Saints come Marching in" WTF?
At this point I lost it & had to flee into the guesthouse to hide my laughter...LMAO
The Buddhist cortege , 2 hrs later, was much more decorous...a long line of monks chanting & praying quietly...ringing tiny bells, & flicking water left & right...followed by the coffin, then nuns & the mourners....the nuns were handing out small white flowers as they went...it was very beautiful!
I love this country!