Do you prefer coffee or tea, jam or honey, steak or chicken, pavlova or apple pie, weetbix or cornflakes, roses or camellias, ducks or chickens, Hawaii or Vancouver?
I don’t need to ask my husband any of the above questions because I already know the answers, but I have no idea what his answer would be to the question that is the title of this post.
And I don’t care what anyone says, I am not asking him that question because he is already so anxious and homesick and probably really scared, so I have had to take a punt and make a guess. I signed the rotten form and put it in a rotten envelope with my rotten letter of thanks and my rotten poem and gave it to rotten Ming to deliver today.
So my question to anybody reading this is not about whether you wish to be buried or cremated (although I am curious), but whether you would like this question filtered or unfiltered.