Stuey Young is preparing to die.
Yada, Elizabeth (1984-02-01)
Yada, Suzanne (1980-12-20)
Yargfools, Jewels (1961-12-17)
Yates, Kathryn (1984-11-12)
Yau, Kenneth (1974-02-25)
Young, Jac (1987-12-11)
Young, Stuey (1968-02-16)
Young, Tracey (0000-00-00)
Yourick, Katie (1991-08-13)
YUNG, CJ (1993-01-10)
I want to feed the fishes - strictly speaking you cannae be buried at sea unless you die on a boat, so if I'm in a coma and you can afford it, book me onto a South Seas cruise ship. If by chance I die on land, scatter my ashes at the seaside.
Recycled cardboard. If possible use old grocery boxes from the supermarket. Ideally pet food boxes. Mitch, Felix and I once travelled around the South Island with our provisions in a box marked 'Superior Cat Beef' - something similar would be ideal.
No way, and no goddam poems either.
Its hard to see past 'K Sera Sera' by the K Foundation. Although I would also like 'Pale Blue Eyes' by the Velvets.
Anything that seems apt, so long as its prose. No fucking poems alright!
Did his bit for the planet.
I would like marker pens to be provided so that everyone can write on the coffin what they wanted to say to me while i was alive but never had the chance.