Funeral story

And a couple of stories today:

The funeral director told me they'd been at a cemetery doing a burial when someone jumped into the funeral car (keys left in because they were swapping drivers) and drove off in it at high speed, leaving the mourners open mouthed and stranded.

And a story from the life of the lady buried today. She was born in 1907 and grew up on a farm. As a child her father had taken her to the market to help him sell produce. They took a new pony on this occasion, recently bought from a circus. They happened to leave it outside a shop which started to play loud music - whereupon the horse broke into a dance as it had been trained - the cart still on its back dancing with it.