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Yeah, and what annoyed me was she was doing it in the _guise_ of the Memorial Society, but it was quite clear that what she wanted was for me to sign up for a nice expensive plot somewhere, and a mink-lined casket... And I may have been out of it (it was the day after my mother died, after all) but I wasn't THAT non compos mentis that I would have forgotten asking someone to call me with information. I wouldn't have - I hate phone calls even for things that I _do_ want to talk about...