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Why I love undertakers

If you have seen your fair share of dead people, you’ll know what a relief it is to have the corpse removed

13 June 2015

9:00 AM

13 June 2015

9:00 AM

I adore undertakers. Unlike dentists or buses or boyfriends, they’re always there when you need them: even if you call in the middle of the night you will be answered by a human, not an answer-phone message. Funeral directors (as they prefer to be called) are surely the only businesses in Britain never to greet a customer with the words: ‘Sorry love, we’re just closing.’

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