As someone who, in March last year, attended the funeral of a retired former Regular who lived probably 90 miles from me but had become a personal friend both when she was working - seeing her had been one of this retiree's Days Out once every 3 months! - then, when her family circumstances, followed by cancer, forced her to retire, trust me, it can actually be quite easy to attend, discreetly, the funeral of a former Escort.
You might be surprised; but her younger daughter, probably aged 25 or so, knew all about her Mum's job; and at her Mum's request, kept me informed during her last illness, then notified me of the funeral arrangements. I spent the night before the funeral in an hotel in a city not that far from the town where she had lived - but obviously not worked; her working flat was in another Midlands town about 25 miles away from where she lived - and made my way to the funeral the next morning.
She was obviously a well-respected member of her local community because I made a point of arriving at the church a few minutes after the service had begun and slipped into on of the benches at the back of the church, which was packed with, fairly obviously, local people.
I also made a point of not following the cortege to the cemetery after the service but made my way back to the north west remembering a woman whom I'd first met as an Escort but with whom I'd developed a friendship. And definitely not, I may add, an EAS relationship.
