It's Still There

It's very tempting to jump down onto the riverbank and take this home, but what would I do with another piece of junk in the house?
The calm before the storm has now ended.  Everyone, it seems, is getting in touch.  I've spoken to the funeral directors and have an appointment.  I've spoken to the Registrars and have an appointment.  I've spoken to DH's boss.  I would have spoken to my sister but she phoned when I was talking to someone else.  And I still need to find a document and scan others for the Registrar.
It's all go.