Is it just the coroners at St. Barts that are complete tossers at handovers, or is each coroner the same?

[Six thirty on the dot, Sadie serves as an alarm clock once again, despite Basil trying to recover from multiple night shifts in a row. Dodging some drool, he pulls her in and fondly says,] Knobhead.

The Dream Sequence - Part Two Read: tl.gd/n_1srumtm

[He may or may not have just used the phrase ‘dibs’ when Arthur phoned with the offering of four, fresh clients already at the funeral home. Today would be fruitful after all.]

The Dream Sequence - Part Three Read: tl.gd/n_1srutut

Another polite reminder to service users. Whilst my services are bespoke and I will certainly do my best to honour all wishes, I do not advise, nor encourage, you to use the check-in function on Facebook whilst at the funeral ceremonies themselves.

Thanks to the latest batch of new clients, temperature regulation of the mortuary cabinets has never been appreciated more than in these last few days. Keep it coming.

And as the song goes, there she goes.

[As Basil savours the last of his cigarette on the balcony, he casts an idle glance or two to one of the flats opposite. The elderly gentleman, even at nightfall, had taken to fixing the flags limply hanging from their railing.]