Okay. It gets worse. When D said hello to The matriach, she was sitting in the exact spot where she and her husband set up a tent while they were building the cottage. She asked him when we were planning to fly up. He reassured her that he fully understood the memories and history of the island and that we were very grateful for the opportunity to purchase it and that we would treat it with the utmost respect. The family reassured D that the dad's ashes would be relocated....this is when I said WTF...yup, the patriach had probably never envisioned the property ever leaving the family and wanted to be laid to rest in his piece of heaven. Am torn..should we have offered them the opportunity to leave him in peace? But the idea of having someone else's ashes on the island is just way too creepy..