I was amazed to hear of people queuing up at Melbourne General Cemetery to secure a very rare release of burial plots. I was then stunned people were willing to pay over $200,000 for the privilege.
To put it bluntly, what a bloody waste of money.
I have what I suppose are fairly non-traditional views about what I want to happen to me when I die. Strictly no funeral, no burial – just cremate me and scatter my ashes. If anyone would like to get together and have a couple of drinks to say goodbye then I’m happy to leave some money behind. If people want to remember me then they shouldn’t need a bit of rock or a plaque to go to to do that. I’d me much happier if they passed by a place we went together and had a smile..
Imagine if that $200,000 was put towards a scholarship for needy kids, or donated to a charity, the good it could it do. Instead you’ve bought a little block of land that in 20 or 30 years time people will walk past and wonder who you were. I guess death is a big business these days, but one I will contribute to as little as I can.