My father worked in the treasurers department at our local borough council. He was there when the crematorium was built and was told at that time that they kept the bodies for cremation until there was a full load for the furnace so you wouldn't get your own loved one's ashes but a mixture of a few people. I get the impression that may be different now - I'm not an expert - but, knowing what he told us, when my dad died in 1975 we didn't take his ashes, they were scattered in the garden of remembrance. When my mum died in 2011 we asked for hers to be scattered in the same place. They asked when he'd died and said he would be in the summer garden, so although mum died in the winter she was scattered in the summer garden too.
I know my DD was unsure about cremation as opposed to burial, and never knew her granddad, but knowing their ashes were going to the same place seemed to make her feel better about it. Personally I don't feel any particular attachment to ashes and don't really care where mine end up. The essential me will be in another place!
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