An elderly man is on his deathbed, although he knows the end
is near his senses are suddenly aroused by a wonderful aroma,
He realises his loving wife of 50 years is baking his favourite cake,
He finds the strength to drag his tired body to the kitchen
and as his frail hand reaches up to the table
he feels the whack of a wooden spoon as his wife barks
"Fook off, they`re for the funeral