Heal thyself?

Abstract
We returned from a secret honeymoon to a somewhat Pythonesque funeral. There were most of the friends who had seen us off two weeks earlier. “Hello again.... Yes we had a lovely time.... we went to Yugoslavia.... No it wasn't too not.... Thank you for coming.” The crematorium service was standing room only, full of people I didn't know, who had come to say goodbye to someone I began to feel I had not known either. I was so confused I ended Up shaking hands with mourners from the following funeral party.

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