THE ashes of Robyn Webster were scattered off-shore yesterday from Sydney’s Bronte Beach as hundreds of friends, family and survivors of the Bali bomb attack looked on.

In a moving ceremony, local surfers encircled the ashes.

The shark alarm sounded for a minute’s silence, and almost everyone on the beach rose to their feet. There was a full march past from the Bronte Surf Club where Robyn, 45, had spent so much time, and where her two daughters had both been captains of thenippers only a few years ago.

Looking on yesterday were both her daughters, Brianna and Kristie.

Kristie and her mother were in the Sari Club when the Bali bomb went off.

Kristie, 15, escaped by jumping from the burning roof, but was badly burnt. Her mother did not survive.

Robyn’s laughter and love of a good time made her a firm favourite among friends and workmates.

Brother-in-law Nick Webster said yesterday: “Life was Robyn, Robyn was life. She was enlightening, a great person. She loved thebeach. If there was a minute spent doing nothing, it wasn’t Robyn.”

The women of the Marrickville RSL Netball Club remember Robyn as “one of those great people to have on your side. Loyal, committed, great fun … one of those people that can make you laugh until you are crying”.

Which pretty much sums up what most people thought of this energetic woman. She spent much of her time in the two hearts of her home — kitchen and garden, pottering about or cooking up a storm.

Robyn’s husband Brian and Brianna and Kristie — who friends say grow more like their mother every day — are determined the tragedy of her death should not overshadow the joy she brought to everyone who knew her every day.

Friends said her memory would live on through her family.