OLD SOUL
Big Boy Bloater has seen a lot of dead bodies. For a short while in his twenties he worked as a pallbearer – collecting the deceased, driving the hearse, carrying coffins into churches and lowering them into graves.
“What did I learn from it?” he reflects now.
“Well, I learned everyone dies. Which is kind of grounding, in a way, gives you a sense of mortality. I learnt that I can’t keep a straight face at a funeral. Which is not a good thing when you’re a pallbearer. You’d be surprised that, for a car that goes so
