We all ought to move to the Cotswolds where, this thread has assured me, there is no underclass, nothing tacky or crass, everything is done in the best of all possible taste, and the likelihood is that bunches of flowers have been banned - unless you can prove ownership of a cut glass vase to put them in.
WatcherintheRye. My parents aren't buried in the Cotswolds. They are working class people buried in Essex. Believe it or not, not all of us who grew up in council houses like plastic tat.
Fresh flowers removed from their cellophane wrapping and put in water work. There are special pots which can be built into headstones, you know, but if you don't have one of those, a jam jar will do. The point is that they can be removed when they wilt and fade, which is a reminder of what we all do when we die.
Bulbs planted on the grave are beautiful too, especially at this time of year when snowdrops, crocuses and daffodils push themselves above the earth in an expression of hope and joy and then die to be reborn next spring.
But maybe I'm just getting above myself and working class people should just embrace plastic shit because that's what what everyone expects of us.