They do things different in Tczew - a girlie calendar for ... a coffin producer.
These people have a sense of humour - one local funeral director called his business "Hades" and is flourishing. Mind you, my parents were buried by a certain Eric F. Box.
I sort of like the fact that in Poland they put you in a little mausoleum sort of thing, so they can get you out 50 years down the line and dispose of you quietly.
A burial in the ground is so in your face, final, brutal. But perhaps a Zoroastrian Tower of the Dead, where you get eaten by vultures and eagles isn't so brilliant. I mean, they drag your mortal remains all over the place.