Scattering the ashes
One of the main reasons for going to Portmeirion was to scatter some of Christopher’s ashes there, since we hadn’t managed to get there when he was alive. In the evening, once all the day-trippers had left the village, it was extremely peaceful. I found a lovely tranquil spot to scatter the ashes into the estuary of the Afon Dwyryd. The water was so still, it looked like a mirror. I think he would have approved.
