Published 14/12/2012 | 05:00
• In 1965, when I started in my father's undertaker's business, corpses of the rich and poor alike were clad in a shroud. The adage that "a shroud has no pockets" was writ large.
Circa 1970, dressing the dead in their own clothing became the norm. With so many pockets on modern clothing, perhaps the money-grabbing political class ("We're entitled to these payments") think they can take their obscene perks with them when they die.