@B3, Bob (or about 5% of him) is in a plastic tube in the pot. His partner wanted his ashes placed in his old garden but was not sure about how the new owners would respond so he went in our garden instead.
I've told my family that I'd like a carboard coffin, to be cremated and have my ashes dug into the garden. That's fine. But what about all my junk? My daughter has already told me that I must at least get rid of all my beads before I go. I have a lot of beads having been really into making jewellery for quite a long time. But the thought of sorting them into lots, photographing them and loading them onto ebay makes it a very daunting task. And what if want to take it up again? Oh to know exactly how much time we have left - that would make planning so much easier.
But what about all my junk? My daughter has already told me that I must at least get rid of all my beads before I go. I have a lot of beads having been really into making jewellery for quite a long time. But the thought of sorting them into lots, photographing them and loading them onto ebay makes it a very daunting task. And what if want to take it up again? Oh to know exactly how much time we have left - that would make planning so much easier.
I have a similar problem altho don't even have the benefit of unsuspecting family members to bequeath my junk too. Who really is interested in Elephant teeth, Iguana heads, Tortoises ( less their innards ), Parrot skeletons, Ostrich eggs etc.and that is just a few of the more normal items
@didyw Let them sort it out. Don't waste whatever time you have left tidying up for your inheritors. Or spend their inheritance paying someone else to do it. Now, I really like that idea.
Having cleared out a few houses after the demise of their owners, I think everyone has a 'thing' that they have far too many of, and which the inheritors (or whoever) will keep coming across in odd places. With my Mum it was picture frames. Must have been a few dozen of them, most of which I still have because I can't just bin them (wasteful) or find a use for them (they don't fit the pictures I have, which, no doubt, is why she hadn't got around to using them). So they are sitting in the loft, under the stairs, on the landing, on a few shelves. Just getting dusty. That was better than my aunt who clearly felt that throwing out old pairs of voluminous cotton underpants was a terrible waste and who used them for dusters, dish cloths, stuffing up places where drafts came in and consequently, kept drawers of drawers ready for when she needed some more. 2 big bin bags full. I suspect whoever has to empty my house will be wondering when I ever thought I'd need that many pens.
Gardening on the edge of Exmoor, in Devon
“It's still magic even if you know how it's done.”
When my elderly neighbour’s even more elderly sister died Mary had to sort out the house. What she found was banknotes, here there and everywhere. She stuffed two carrier bags with £17,000 and walked down to the bank.
Having had to clear out my parents' house, and all the stuff my Dad kept [including the original kitchen ] I vowed my children wouldn't be in the same position. I regularly get rid of stuff. Moving umpteen times in the space of a few years also helps you to focus on what really matters. If my children wanted to bin everything, including me, that's their choice, and we often joke about it. I'm not very sentimental though, which probably helps. I'd like to think they'll have some nice memories, and that's more important, as well as maybe having gleaned a few things from my experiences and mistakes. More important than keeping any 'thing' of mine.
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I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
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Who really is interested in Elephant teeth, Iguana heads, Tortoises ( less their innards ), Parrot skeletons, Ostrich eggs etc.and that is just a few of the more normal items
I suspect whoever has to empty my house will be wondering when I ever thought I'd need that many pens.
“It's still magic even if you know how it's done.”
If my children wanted to bin everything, including me, that's their choice, and we often joke about it. I'm not very sentimental though, which probably helps.
I'd like to think they'll have some nice memories, and that's more important, as well as maybe having gleaned a few things from my experiences and mistakes. More important than keeping any 'thing' of mine.
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...