Today has passed in a bit of a haze. My wife has been running around after me (as usual, but even more so) making me drinks, checking that I’m okay, not wanting me to do anything.
I send messages to my two brothers to make sure they’re okay, and then prod my younger brother into action – we have to make an appointment at the local registrar’s office to register my mum’s death, start organising the funeral, complete various pieces of official paperwork, notify various official bodies. My brother calls the registrar’s office and makes an appointment for Thursday morning.
I accompany my wife to work, just to keep myself busy and take my mind off things. My wife finishes work early and we return to Southrepps where my wife walks the dog and I light the woodburner.