17 years ago today my mum, Sheila Lucas, died aged 69 in Colchester Hospital aged 69. Non Hodgkins Lymphoma claimed her life, coming without warning the previous year. Our dad hu NGO onto the ashes until he went into a home this year and me, my sister Karey and brother Viv decided it was time to scatter them, She and Dad had enjoyed many happy times with their grandchildren in Frinton and Walton so we thought we could split the ashes Between the two resorts.
Yesterday morning we set off in Robbie’s new car to Frinton , Bruce Sprringstein blaring out from the amazing sound system. Being as we all went I d asked Viv to borrow a wheelchair from his hospice as my legs are so weak now. In actual fact he borrowed 2 as our 87 year old dad is not great on his pins either. So assembled in Frintowe I was put into a wheelchair and we set off along the sea front. It was bitterly cold but Sunni and it was wonderful to breathe in the sea air. Mid way between Frinton and Walton we stopped and waited for people to move away then Viv took the jar of ashes out. Viv, Karey and I all said a few things and it was heartbreaking hearing our dad tell us he didn’t know what to say. We all threw a handful and whilst Robbie, Owen Viv and Karey scattered ashes on the beach I sat weeping as dad reached out to hold my hand.. I couldn’t help thinking of course about my own death and how one day it ll be me in an urn my family scattering bits of my charred remains in our local park as I ve requested. However, the sun beamed down through the darkening sky and i also felt peculiarly happy.
We e headed to a warm pub and had a few drinks before going our separate ways.A sad brut very uplifting day which I think mum would have approved of.