An elderly gentleman shuffles into a newspaper office and asks if he can place a piece in the obituaries column.
"No problem Sir", said the young girl behind the desk, "That'll be a pound per word"
Nodding slowly the old man writes "Doris is Dead" on a piece of paper and hands it back.
"Is that all you want to put in?" asks the girl.
The pensioner looks at her with sad eyes, "I'm afraid I only have three pounds" he says and shuffles out of the door.
The girl feeling sorry for the old man, says she will go and speak to the editor. "Wait, - I'll see if we can work something out"
Moments later she returns smiling, "Good News" she says, "the editor says you can have another 3 pounds worth of words at no extra cost"
Smiling gratefully, the old man takes another piece of paper and thinks for a moment.
Shakily he writes, "Doris is Dead, Metro for Sale"

dedicated to the memory of a friend who died suddenly a few days ago aged 52