I was going to rebutt this claim after being denied the honour of bearing both my grandfathers at their funerals, some 15 years ago. I was told that it was against Health & Safety At Work Regs, so had to watch them wheeled in and out like garbage.
However, I thought I’d check and find that it’s NOT against the law to bear a coffin if that’s so desired, though it is becoming rarer.
I’m sitting here now, fuming, and am planning on kicking off at Sunday Lunch when I see my parents - both of them were aware of how important I felt that part was, and how I disrespected the funeral directors, thinking THEY were the Jobsworths who were putting the kibosh on it. I feel I may have been un-necessarily an arsehole to those chaps who otherwise did a good job and to whom I owe some apologies.
One of the burials was about a mile away from the house where my grandfather had been laid out. I was happy (for want of a better word) that the cortege travelled with the funeral director walking ahead of the hearses through the village, and that people out shopping stood in respect until it had passed. At the cemetery, on a Welsh mountainside, a single raven honked and flew over. Perfect.
In contrast, the other funeral set off at walking pace, but once all the cars were moving, the funeral director jumped in the motor and the cortege travelled slowly, approx 25mph. That didn’t please me too much, but that was in a busy English town, so I can understand why they had to move a little faster.
Other funerals I have attended have had cars and hearses travelling at what I consider to be disrespectfully high speeds (ie. over about 25mph), the impression is given of undue haste to get the box in the dirt and off to the next job, though that may well just be me.  Luckily, those examples have not been close family, else I would DEFINITELY have had strong words (of the “You. Outside. Now” variety) with the Funeral Director.
Perhaps I am the arsehole client that CoffinMan dreads, but I am just someone who believes in following tradition, and casting aside all the modern-day hustle, bustle and conveyor belt mentality, just for that brief time as we say our farewells. When my loved ones are put to rest, I obviously think that the world, or certainly the town, should stop, or slow down to reflect and show respect.
Of course, it’s a different story when I’m the one held up behind some cretin walking a glass hearse pulled by black horses down the road, when I’m late for a meeting!
Alas, no questions, not much for me to add to the thread, just my personal experience. I’m preparing to go and dig up (yeah yeah) issues from 15 years ago that family have possibly forgotten about. I haven’t…
Oh, incidentally, I’d like a Sky Burial, but they don’t really go for those here in the UK!