Thursday 25 March 2021

You can't spread my ashes on the garden

The majority of people in Poland expect to be buried (after they die of course), with cremation being a minority aspiration. My own prejudice is against the messy rotting in the ground, much preferring a quick clean disposal.

Even ashes used to have to be placed in cemeteries, but changes to this were discussed some years ago. I never heard any more, but an article in Dziennik.pl confirms this is still a requirement. In England, my mother Mother had her ashes scattered on the crematorium roses and my final resting place being the garden is fine by  me. Not possible here though.

I do go to family graves as a rather bemused assistant, but I can't help think that simply stepping out the door to visit me would be more convenient. Its not something I believe in, but if I wake up some day for whatever reason Roman Catholics have, I'd be interested to see what happened to the garden.


The garden a week ago, with snow.

I'm still alive

 In good health and am due to have my first inoculation in two days time.