My MiL lived in a mobile home on the grounds of her daughters place, a convenient arrangement for all as they were at hand to look after her but she wasn't under their feet (She could be an awkward old soul in her latter years). There was a very short set of steps leading to her front door next to the main dwelling. When she died in residence the paramedics turned up, along with plod to make sure the family hadn't done away with her, and when it was duly decided she had expired through natural causes the time came to remove the corpse which probably weighed 7 1/2 stone tops. Under 'elf & safety rules both plod and the paras decided it was too risky to lift her out on their own despite my brother in law's offer of help in case they ruptured something or slipped and broke a limb, so the fire brigade were summoned and due to their extensive training in humping stuff about were fully certified to shift MiL's expired remains down the steps, round the corner and into the ambulance.
It was apparently quite an attraction in the village, the population of which turned out en mass to see whether it had been the target of a nuclear attack or a terrorist atrocity of some sort. The whole show lasted for over three hours. MiL would have been delighted at the chaos and mayhem her last gasp had brought about.
Last edited by: Robin O'Reliant on Fri 31 Oct 14 at 16:03
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