AMAZING. I have only five followers on Twitter – and one of them is Death.
It is not often I get a notification to say I have a new follower. This is no surprise as I never Tweet. Well, once in a blue moon.
But the email that dropped into my box giving me the glad tidings that I had increased those people waiting for my every word by 20%, left me both pleased and uneasy. Because it was an organisation called Dying Matters.
Still, beggars can’t be choosers, not if I want to rival the great and good of British Twitterdom such as Stephen Fry who has 4,598,156 followers (or thereabout).
And even he is way down the list of popularity.
Chief Twit (if that is the correct term) is Lady Gaga who has 27,669,594 people worldwide gasping on her every thought and action. Which is terrifying when you think of its marketing potential.
“Went to the shop. Bought a Mars Bar.”
And the shelves would be empty of the snack in an hour.
I know why Dying Matters have joined my small but happy throng. It’s because last week I wrote a piece about undertakers not only doing a crucial job with great professionalism, but also having a sense of humour.
Dying Matters is, and I quote: “A growing coalition that aims to change public knowledge, attitudes and behaviour towards death, dying and bereavement.”
They obviously also have a sense of humour.
They can be found at ://www.dyingmatters.org.