I suppose you have been eagerly waiting a report of Dame M's funeral. You haven't? Ah, I shall write anyway. At one point I ended up a sobbing mess in the arms of T, our dyke friend. One of you should have warned me that a funeral of someone very dear, that lasted from 1pm to 9pm, that involved lots of clinking of glasses, would end up being very tired and emotional.
It was a very good funeral. The overpainted lady celebrant did a good job. She had the dulcet tones correct, the smiles and laughs in the right place. I could also recommend White Lady Funerals. The family did a good job too. The Boarder is going through an extremely emotional time. I am not judging the family on his say so.
It was all very well done and it is the second funeral I have been to at Le Pines in Carlisle Street.
After the the funeral ceremony, while some went onto to the cemetery, we went back to our dyke friends for cheese, biscuits and wine.
Later, we friends of Dame M, her family, and hangers on met up at Janes Place for a proper celebration. Shanghai restaurant even got a mention in a funeral speech, aka, Janes. It is near St Kilda Junction near where Dame M lived and Dame M was a customer after Jane's second day. Dame M became Jane's friend. Dame M had already employed one of Jane's relatives as a sewing machine worker. Even later, we ended up back at Dame M's. That was a mistake. She wasn't behind the bar or sitting in her chair.
I did meet the family from Queensland and they seemed ok. They may be insensitive to The Boarder's grief, but I don't think there will be any problems with the will. I also met Dame M's stepsons. They seemed pretty ok too. I learnt plenty about Dame M that I did not know. Her Qld brother in law had known Dame M since the age of thirteen, which would be 1938. Her neighbour, who was not at the funeral, had known her since the age of sixteen He used to do her shopping when we knew her. Every morning he would call on Dame M and ask what she wanted at the shops. He would find a bargain and then she would moan about the cheap products he bought. I expect 'Bloody Stanley', as he was
I am not sure how many times the word elegant was mentioned during the ceremony. Her fashion friends did not attend. No sign of Prue Acton or those of similar ilk. I believe Wendy Harmer will be in Melbourne next week. I may contact her and tell of Dame M's death. Many of Dame M's friends are dead anyway. Dame M was quite upset when her friend Vali Myers died.
None of the Ya Ya Girls attended the funeral, well one is dead anyway. Dame M used to meet the Jewish ladies for lunch every Thursday and always complain that they were so boring and such miseries, they depressed her. I did at least learn who one of them was. She was Dame M's late husband's business partner's wife and exceedingly rich at Dame M's expense. Had Dame M's husband survived another ten days, Dame M would have been part owner of huge amounts of land stretching from Werribee to Point Cook.
Dame M had lung cancer which had spread to other parts of her body. She correctly self diagnosed and decided to spend the rest of her days at home. She did not tell The Boarder what she was suffering from, but she did tell him that she would not go to hospital and that he should not take her nor insist. The hospital indicated that it would not have prolonged her life much anyway. In some ways I curse her for putting us all through so much uncertainty, but gosh she really did do it her way. Pretty brave to do what she did entirely on her own.
This picture and twee poem is not how I will remember Dame M.