In old England, burial in a churchyard was a favorite final resting spot for those who lacked sufficient status to be buried within the Church itself, yet even within the churchyard a hierarchy of sites soon become evident and status could be judged by the position of a plot within the churchyard. The most favored sites were to the east, as close as possible to the altar wall. In such a spot the deceased could be assured of the best view of the rising sun on the Day of Judgement. An added refinement was to be buried parallel to the long axis of the church, head to the west and feet to the east. People of lesser distinction were buried on the south side, while the north was considered the Devil’s domain, suitable only for stillborns, bastards and strangers unfortunate enough to have died while passing through the parish.

From Death: A History of Man’s Obsessions and Fears, via Asylum Eclectica.

Interesting stuff you are learning on your trip, so where will you be buried when you die?

[to the tune of Green Acres]

"Creeeeeemation is the place for me....."

*snort*

Thats funny Doyce!

Sorry I didn't want to make an ash of myself...

One bad joke deserves another...