One night as
David Hall was clearing the table after an evening meal with his wife, the
telephone rang and the caller was enquiring about the availability of the 1950
Leyland Beaver.
David took
down the details, however, he thought that he had misheard the date of the
funeral which appeared to be in 7 days. The Son-in-Law of the Deceased
explained that the reason for the after hours phone call was because a slot had
emerged at the local crematorium and if the family weren’t able to take it then
a two week delay would have occurred.
David
explained that a Self Employed man doesn’t have an ‘after hours’ period in the
day and families can phone him anytime. To David it was like going back to 2002
when he first started to use the Leyland Beaver in funerals, a 7 day lead time
was the norm. In David’s opinion the current day 14 or 21 days notice for a
funeral is due to a number of factors. There is more demand on slots at a
crematorium as more people want to be cremated these days, some crematoria are
offering longer time slots and some families, who don’t want to be rushed, book
a double slot. However, sometimes funerals are delayed because Funeral
Directors from big companies can attempt to ration the number of funerals to a
set number each day in order to generate a smoother workload for their staff,
and to reduce hiring extra casual workers.
With only
four working days before the funeral David decided to hit the ground running
and phoned the Funeral Director first thing the following morning. David knew
the Funeral Director who was based by the River Severn in Bewdley, which was
formerly a port, being the consolidation point for Midland goods for onward
shipment to Bristol.
This trade sadly came to an end with the building of the Staffordshire & Worcester Canal
at Stourport-on-Severn in 1771.
There was
only a limited number of parking possibilities around the Funeral Directors and
it was evident that David would have to befriend the Traffic Warden.
The staff
members at Cook’s the Florist in Stourport-on-Severn were very attentive and
most helpful. Unfortunately their website was being upgraded so it was not
possible to send or receive emails. David felt it was like being back in the
old days when the only way to contact some Florists was by telephone and it was
of cardinal importance that the Florist was on the same wavelength as David.
The first information David received about the flowers was that three ‘Names’
would feature, which also allowed David to commence building the display in
front of the coffin. However, a special Floral Tribute, a ‘Dog’s Bone’ would be
cut out from a 2 feet x 1 foot Designer Board the day before the funeral.
The day
before the funeral presented a number of potential problems that needed to be
overcome. Given the onset of good weather during the summer local Councils had
decided to close a number of smaller A-Roads for resurfacing during the night.
The day before David is due to depart, his wife always researches the roads
David intends to travel on the following day and her internet research
highlighted a number of concerns. It took her two hours on the telephone to
establish which roads would be affected.
In the early
afternoon Sally from Cook’s the Florist rang just before she was due to be
cutting out the oasis base for the ‘Dog’s Bone’. David had previously given her
dimensions of some lengths of 4 inch by 2 inch timber which could form part of
the support structure and Sally made the Floral Tribute to fit one of these
lengths of timber. Sally could envisage how David would be securing the ‘Dog’s
Bone’ and made the flowers extend beyond the base so that David’s support
structure couldn’t be seen. David said to Sally, ‘You are definitely on my
wavelength’ and recalled the Van Morrison song from the album of the same name,
Van’s 10th studio album that was released in 1978.
Even though
it was late in the afternoon and David should have been relaxing before a 15
hours day, he was still thinking about how to personalise the funeral. David
contacted a neighbour who had some leads for his Red Setter Dogs and he was
happy to provide a red one and a green one. As his neighbour had been a
Submariner in the 1970’s David placed the red leash on the left of the Dog’s
Bone Support Structure and the green one of the right.
At around
1830 hours when David was making his sandwich for the following day and
preparing for a 0400 hours start he received a phone call from the Funeral
Director. This was the first time that this had ever happened, however, it wasn’t
just a check that everything was fine for tomorrow, it was to flag up a
potential problem regarding the route to the crematorium. When approaching Wyre
Forest Crematorium from the south, the only way into the site involves a U-Turn
at Traffic Lights on the Dual Carriageway. The Funeral Director was concerned
about the turning circle of the Leyland Beaver and said that when he had used
older hearses, without power steering, some drivers had to make 3 or 4 shunts
to get round. David said that the Leyland Beaver had an amazing lock, however,
in order to appease the Funeral Director David agreed to investigate the U-Turn
on the Dual Carriageway before arriving at the Funeral Directors.
David left
Bradford-on-Avon at 0500 hours and was almost at Tewkesbury
before 0700 hours, he laid off to let the rush hour traffic disperse before
attempting the U-Turn on the Dual Carriageway. Luckily no one was turning right
at the lights, coming in the opposite direction, so David had enough space to
turn the Leyland Beaver through 180 degrees.
Arriving at
the Funeral Directors at around 1000 hours, the first priority was to find
space in front of the Funeral Directors without straying onto the Double Yellow
Lines which dominate this cobbled area next to the River. This open space which
was once a dockside is now enjoyed by local people and tourists who look at the
metal plaques on the ground which document the cargos that were once
consolidated, including wood, chairs and charcoal.
David sat in
his lorry writing the first part of this blog when he saw a Traffic Warden in
his wing mirror. David got out of the cab, spoke with the Traffic Warden and
explained why he was parked where he was. She was very interested in the
Leyland Beaver and asked if she could have a Vintage Lorry Funerals Business
Card.
A man pushing
a bike stopped to have a chat. He was obviously a very pro Brexit person and he
asked David’s opinion on Brexit. David said, ‘Having less regulation would be
helpful, however, I can’t understand that some people can believe that leaving
the Common Market will automatically make Great Britain great again. The last
time Britain
was great was in the 1950’s when my Leyland Beaver was a Mobile X-Ray Unit. In
those days we made products that were exported throughout the world.’ The man
with the bike, agreed with David, shook his hand and then travelled north.
A gentleman
walked up to David and said, ‘Your deck is made from Keruing Harwood,’
explaining that he had previously worked in the Motor Trade making wooden doors
for vehicles. He talked about David’s role in personalising funerals and
commented about the Dog Leashes that were fixed around the ‘Dog’s Bone’ Floral
Tribute. He admired David’s enthusiasm to exceed a family’s expectations and
said that he had once had the same work ethic until he was diagnosed with
cancer. He asked for a Vintage Lorry Funerals card and said that he had a lot
to think about, however, the concept of lying close to Keruing Hardwood did
appeal to him.
A couple of
retired people out walking stopped for a chat and picked up from David’s accent
that he was originally from the North East of England. The Lady said, ‘The
North East is wonderful place with huge stretches of unpopulated beaches with
golden sands.’ David said, ‘Excuse me, the North East that you are referring to
is Northumberland, you are talking about Bamburgh not Blackhall or Easington
where the beaches in my day were black, with waste from the colliery being
tipped directly into the sea. The North East isn’t such a wonderful place if you
live in Sixth Street
in Horden and all you can see out of the front window is the back of Seventh Street and
all you can see out of the kitchen window is the front of Fifth Street. The North East has some
lovely people often living in a not so lovely location.’
The family
arrived to see the flowers before David loaded them and they thanked David for
all that he had done. They even helped to load their Dad onto the lorry which
was the first time this had happened since a funeral in Henllan in West Wales.
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