Of a day

A day of splitting tasks.

I spent the morning wading through DWP pensions and disability stuff and informing people. Then endless forms and booklets regarding duties as executor and probate. Quite why the form to hmrc, when you don't have to pay inheritance tax, is 4 pages long god only knows.

Then sitting in a coffee shop with J9, Dad & my brother looking at coffin catalogues has to count as one of the more surreal moments in life.

Many thanks for all the kind comments yesterday, you are a lovely bunch.