I’ve made a Will.
This is possibly the most adult thing I’ve done, and therefore is it even me?
But the one lesson that making a Will has taught me is that I have a lot of strands that need to be knitted together, and bringing all of those strands into one document is a lot harder than I had thought.
I’m not even sure how I’m going to keep my Will updated, because C21st life is fast-moving, and keeping my Will current seems like a monthly task.
I need to think about how I do that – all advice gratefully received.
Away from Will-making…
I may have mentioned that in the last few years I have been to two funerals of motorbiking friends?
The first had me in stitches and later in tears of laughter – and then just tears of sadness.
The most recent was a most tearful celebration of the life and times of a high-energy character; full of life and love and humour, and one of the biggest fun individuals that I’ve ever met.
Young Masher recently blogged about how he’s managing his demise in a more immediate/short-term kind of way.
I think there’s some logic to this.
I like having a list of people (and organisations) to tell; there are some folk in ex-service groups on FB who might like to know (for various reasons) when I eventually check out.
And I have some thoughts on the intimate gathering at the crem.
Though I wouldn’t have Test Match Special as the walk-in music, which Grant did.
The unexpected (but instantly recognisable) TMS theme filled everyone in with mirth, which was a typical Grant kind of thing to do.
So maybe I should compile a list of my send-off music? And blog it? Or would that be too ghoulish to make it so public?