Sorry, didn't finish that! here goes in response to rowanwitch;
We scattered my mums' and dads' ashes on the Mersey from the ferry from Pierhead. That might seem odd for Mancunians but my dad had an awful childhood and the first job he ever had as a 14yr old was to join the Merchant Navy as a trainee at Wallasey, I presumed with Cunard, but he never said which shipping line. This freed him from the poverty and neglect he'd faced during his childhood, so in view of tha, we opted for the Mersey, with the approval of the ferry Captain. However, nothing ever goes to plan does it? When my mother went to scatter the ashes onto the water, a gust of wind blew them back onto the buffer board, just above the waterline, with very little of them actually going into the water. I think my dad would have found that very funny.