A tickle on the toe from a loved one | Brief letters

Scattered ashes | Psych-speak | AI and OI in Yorkshire | Shares in the Telegraph | Autocorrection angstLast May my son and I scattered my husband’s ashes at sea, a mile or so from one of his favourite Mediterranean beaches (Letters, 12 June). As the thousands of fragments sparkled away from us on an underwater current, my son James observed that one or more of them might return to the beach in time, to tickle the toe of a paddling child in around 30 years’ time. We like to think so.A