This weekend, in the midst of the storm, I scattered my husband’s ashes from the headland at St abbs. He flew on the wind out to sea. This was as it was meant to be.


Oh, that’s lovely. It seems so appropriate for a diver to go back to the sea he loved.

I scattered my Mums ashes along with my brothers and some with my dad too that have all passed away. My mums ashes are also hanging in a heart pendant, the rest of them I will be putting in a pretty little peace garden at home x