Pleased to say that the outside maintenance,rubbish removal and general garden/ yard tidiness is now completed. My wife is pleased with it all,so that’s good. All paperwork is updated and simplified,and income etc all sorted for my dear lady for when I pass on. I am hoping that my illness can be kept at bay beyond the 12 to 18 months the specialist suggested,obviously. Of course,it could be sooner,which is why all the work has been prioritised. There’s no set moment, so that was the reason for getting sorted quickly.
My final preparation towards that situation is upon the request of my wife,bless her. I am organising my own funeral. I am currently writing a final speech,sorting music and paying our local undertaker ( I prefer the old fashioned terminology

); He’s a chap I was at school with ,drank and fished with. That’ll do me! That will all be concluded by Thursday. It means I can put all my thoughts and energy into my Radiology and chemotherapy when it starts next week. The Battle Commences.
I can truly say that that is the ultimate prepping!

In three words I can sum up everything I have learned about life: It goes on.
Robert Frost.
Covid 19: After that level of weirdness ,any situation is certainly possible.
Me.