Another diverting little snippet from my trusty Almanack of Folklore.
On May 20th, 1736, one Samuel Baldwin was buried at sea. He wasn’t a sailor and he didn’t die at sea, but it was his request to have such a burial, and he had his reasons.
His marriage hadn’t been what you might call an idyllic one – and his wife took great delight in informing him that when he was dead she would dance on his grave. Take that, Mrs B!