Today I am going to the funeral for my husband's aunt - his father's much younger sister.
Yesterday I appeared in my first pictured press release to promote the book. A good review.
One day death, another life. That is the way it is.
Victoria Wood was too young to die, but then, she did pack more than most into her time here.
Brava to Victoria; the last laugh is yours.
Now I must get ready for a funeral.