We're putting some of your ashes on the Avon at Durrington tonight/tomorrow morning... So the water takes you to the stones where you become an Ancestor... Looked at in the cold light of a frosty morning it seems like a strange thing to do, but that's what the folks who built Stonehenge did, so who are we to argue...Fly Free, my LoveFly Far,We'll meet again,Sometime in the long years,That are left to us,Before the Stars turn to Iron.....