My friend and father of our children died this year. He always said he wanted to go up in a rocket – that was one thing we know for sure. So in the summer I bought a big rocket (it was called ‘the king reborn’, attached some ashes and had him sent up with friends and family (including 3 children). We had a joyful evening! He studied martial arts many years ago in Hong Kong so I’m going back next year with some ashes to scatter in Victoria Park where he trained with his Sifu – so many hours of dedication. We’re also going as a family to Portugal to scatter a bit of him there where we had a house. The rest of him will rest behind his house in Arnos green burial woods. His funeral was a joyful celebration at the memorial woodlands. Rest in peace my love.
