A lady (from Warrington - though living locally) in a flowery blouse (smart but casual) came round last night to do my Will. She was very good and it was very easy. It's brilliant how so much can be done in the home nowadays. It's certainly moved on from mops and brush salesmen at your door. An absolute boon for the agorophobic. You can live quite happily without ever having to leave your bed.........although I personally would not like to entertain an insurance salesman in my bed jacket.
I went for a basic will, nothing fancy, no complicated clauses - not yet anyway. I am now able to update and change things when and where I like which will keep the ladyfriend on her toes.
It was very interesting as when the will lady (who is incidentally rushed off her feet at the moment, she's had a rush on - it's her prices I told her, that and her flexibility) opened up her black (good colour under the circumstances) presentation folder, I noticed some photocopies of newspaper reports on Jill Dando. These were obviously in her folder to shock and convince me to buy her product, but I wonder which one? What horror stories did Jill Dando's bereaved relatives face? I would have thought Jill would have left her affairs in order, she always looked the type. One should not judge a book by it's cover I suppose, nor for that matter a television presenter.
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