I’d like you to come here alone with my ashes. Getting all the children here at the same time would be hopeless. Don’t come with a friend, don’t bring any of your lovely ex-lovers. Especially don’t let Peter barge in. He’s made me miserable too often. Anyway, he hates walking and the big outdoors. Come alone and think about our happiness here. And tip me in the river.’ Then she added, ‘If the wind’s blowing you can go down and do it from the bank.’
