My grandfather died just before Christmas at the grand old age of 96. Today we scattered his ashes on Marine Drive in Fishguard, a spot overlooking Cardigan Bay and halfway along his favourite walk. I can see him now strolling along with his Jack Russell in tow and the memory makes me smile and a bit teary.
But it made me think about where I'd fancy being cast adrift (assuming I don't get snorted by idiotic teenagers who have confused me with drugs )
Anyone have this all thought out? Where is your chosen spot?
But it made me think about where I'd fancy being cast adrift (assuming I don't get snorted by idiotic teenagers who have confused me with drugs )
Anyone have this all thought out? Where is your chosen spot?