In 1998, my mother and I were watching the news and a piece came on the screen about a funeral that had been held earlier that day.

As part of the service, they were playing Turgid Bloody Piece of Shite by Celine Dion, from the Titanic soundtrack. (Possibly incorrect about the title).

I informed my mother that should I happen to die before her, if she played anything as bad as that at my funeral, I would haunt her for the rest of my days. She agreed, and said the feeling was mutual.

We took the time to decide what we wanted played at our funerals. I wanted ‘Into My Arms’ by Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds, and she wanted ‘Dancing in the Street’ by Martha and the Vandellas, plus another track (of my sister and my choosing) from the Commitments soundtrack.