I know cremation's not environmentally sound, but I don't think I can arrange to be buried on the mountain of my choice, so they'll have to take the ashes.

My mother was walking on Hampsfell once, and found some mysterious white powder on the ground. This happened to be at a time when there was a scare about terrorists using [white chemical whose name I've forgotten], which was probably why a rather embarrassed elderly man came over to explain to her that it was his wife.