When I die, let there be no obituaries or announcements, for the ones who should know, would know.

Let there be a gathering instead of a funeral, where my friends can relax and speak what they wish.

Let the dress be casual, for no one should be anything but themselves around me.

Let there be mention of my flaws, for there would be no truth or humanity without them.

Let there be humour and laughter, for I love these things in my life.

Let there be no religious service, for my life has been devoid of religion.

Let there be as much celebration of my life as there is mourning that it has ended.

Let everyone have a copy of Turn On The Bright Lights by which to remember me.

Let my ashes be scattered, for I hope to carve my name on hearts, not marble.