I haven’t got a lot of work done this morning because I watched the Steve Irwin memorial. Despite my best cynical efforts, I was laughing and tearing up at all the appointed moments.
I’ve also been treated to the amusing spectacle of the Blue Wiggle trying not to laugh or shit himself while holding a crocodile and reading the autocue.
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This is our second televised celebrity funeral in as many days. There’s something not-quite-right about it. It feels as though a funeral shouldn’t have to be stage-managed or professional, nor should it take up three television networks.
Are celebrity funerals the way of the future? Must the show go on, even in death?