my nan-in-law passed away in October. As soon as she passed, she was laid out at a funeral parlor. My father in law and a few others came to view the body. Then a few days later on the day of the funeral, everyone gathered at her house. There were sausage rolls and other picky bits and drinks laid out. Like any other British gathering, the men sat in the lounge, smoking and drinking and watching TV and the ladies sat in the kitchen having tea and biscuits. When we got in the cars, we were taken to the crematorium. The casket was closed. The service consisted of a few hymns recited, one of the grandchildren recited a poem he had written, and then the casket was lowered. Then we all filed outside to the gardens to admire the wreaths which people had sent. We had a wreath made to look like a bingo card, which was nan's favorite. Then the cars took us to the community centre near her house for the reception. A bunch of us teamed up and prepared sandwiches. My mother in law spent days preparing chicken and other bits. I must say, it was a really nice spread with all the food, beer, and wine. So, that was my first British funeral experience. I guess its similar to making a shiva call in Judaism, where you go to the home of the deceased and food is served. But this goes on for a few days, whereas over here, the gathering is a one off. Hope this makes sense!