Obituaries are not supposed to make you laugh!

Some years ago, I was reading an obituary of a cinema organist who had recently passed away.

Back in the days when the organist came up on the lift during the interval, with his back to the audience, every organist had his own signature tune - the idea being that the audience could tell who was playing by which tune they played.

It has become a tradition that when one of these old timers passes on, as the coffin is disappearing, somebody will get on the crematorium chapel organ, and play the dear departed organist's signature tune. A bit theatrical, but a cinema organist is a theatrical profession, after all.

The obituary read as follows -

"The funeral service, attended by family and friends,was held at Malvern crematorium. At the committal, the organist played Arthur's signature tune - Smoke Gets in Your Eyes".

And everywhere else too, I suppose.