Dead Body Dead People
February 17, 2008
An elderly man in the UK lived for years with the dead body of his lodger on the sofa in his council flat. It seems that the body may have been there for quite a few years. Neighbours had complained about the smell. The man , we are told , has psychiatric problems. It’s possible of course that he just likes having dead people around the house in much the same way as Dennis Nilsen did.
In a way it’s funny but sad a the same time. Personally , I’ve never even seen a dead body. I have an irrational fear of dead people , although my mother had a great habit of saying , “It’s not the dead you have to worry about it’s the living”. She would say this for no particular reason , she just liked to say it I suppose. I’ll be a dead person quite soon myself as I’m getting on in years and have a permanent smokers cough and a rather sedentary lifestyle. There will be no one at my funeral as I really don’t know anyone , most of the people I knew are themselves dead. But of course it won’t make any difference to me by then. People die all the time. You could be next . You might be dead within 24 hours of reading this.
Apart from my fear of the dead I’m also afraid of doctors. I mean I’m afraid of going to see them. I haven’t seen a doctor in over 10 years and worry that I might have cancer or something like that. It seems to be on the news now every day of the week with all the new treatments and all that. But to be honest I really don’t want to know if I have it or not. Oh well , there’s always someone worse off , or so they say. – But to get back to dead people ; you could wake up in the morning with a dead person beside you. A lot of folks must die in their sleep and most will have a husband/wife/partner in the bed beside them. And if your a young person then you can take that smile off your face because plenty of young people die too. It could happen to you tomorrow. Someone might walk into your school and kill the lot of you.
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Tags: dead, death, Dennis Nilsen, dying
February 18, 2008 at 8:21 pm
What bother’s me, aside from the idea of going about my day to day business with a corpse happily propped up on my sofa…is the fact that they say this man, the owner of the flat has psychiatric problems. If this is so, and presumably the authorities are aware of this because the man is in contact with some sort of mental health service…then I wonder exactly what kind of care was available to him; or perhaps the authorities simply assume that no one in their right mind could live side by side with the dead body of their former lodger and suggested these “psychiatric” problems to the media…which would fit nicely with my opinion that all too often the authorties and media try to make the pill easier to swallow, so to speak, by throwing in the odd psychological term, or reference *sigh*.
May 6, 2008 at 5:00 pm
Hi everybody,
Just a little story of something happened to me.
7 years ago, west London, I work as CID.
we get a report of a strange smell and noise from a house one night. we go to investigate, lights on, music, but no answer when we ring. neighbours worries, bad smell. They say guy in house is oddball, gay, loner…
We break in and find the guy dead on sofa in living room. he’s naked and covered in whisky-vomit, on his back, two or three other bottles of whiskey lying about.
We call in and ask for ambulance but say he’s been dead for a few days so not urgent urgent. just a pick up on a corpse. call comes back, sit tight for two hours, that’s how long it’ll be to get the morgue van down “the meat wagon” in the trade.
The TV is turned up full so we turn it off and we close up the house with tape. now we have to sit tight. if someone breaks in after the discovery basically we’re up the creek. wo we have to wait.
there’s two of us. we figure out that dead guy was on a bender, porno movies and whiskey. he’s seriously overwight, about fifty years old, builder type. the stink.
we get a window open and wait. then we look at tv, figure out that he was watching a film on video. turns out it was Gladiator. he died, the film went on, came to the end and then the TV swithced on automatically.
mmm i think, just as conversation i say “I never saw Gladiator. ” “Me neither” says colleague.
but that owuld be sick, to sit watching a video wiht a dead guy on sofa beside us.
anyway, after three hours in the stink we ring back. where’s the meat wagon? “Oh shit, forgot to call them. I’ll do it now. you need to wait two two and a half hours.”
we are seriously put out. i mean we have to stay here and can’t knock off for lunch, even if it is middle of the night. Don’t worry, says colleague. we call a pizza takewaway and we get two pizzasw delivered and while we wait the four hours for the wagon to come, we eat and watch Gladiator. all the time with the fat dead guy there.
Funny thing is, ever since, whenever i think of that night it makes me feel ashamed and it makes me laugh at the same time.
Anyway, thought I’d share that with you.
I like your blog. it’s honest. sometimes our honest opinions are not our most intelligent. in my experience, honesty is rarer than intelligence. you like to think about difficult things. it s a nice break from the daily doses of fluent palaver we get from tv radio newspapers
cheers
May 21, 2008 at 11:02 am
Thanks for your comments Andy….
September 8, 2008 at 6:48 am
Andy, after reading your story on the dead guy, did you ever finish high school? your grammer and spelling really sucks!
January 7, 2009 at 7:14 pm
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May 3, 2010 at 8:37 pm
Hey you guys are sum nasty people u realy need more help than any of these dead guys so get help and get a life because it seems like you have nothing better to do than to talk about discusting things you didi that would make the dead turn in their graves. Thats all i wanted to tell you so have fun and get a new hobbie and do you jobs right.!!!!!!