Cold and dark and damp

and a lot bit scarey, like life in general right now.

15 days since I lost the love of my life, 5 days since I kissed him goodbye and 4 days since we all gave his body the final farewell at the crematorium.

He would have smiled, there were around 140 people there, standing room only. We played "One by One" to enter, sang the Gaelic blessing during and after some words from his cousin and someone he worked with, we said farewell and left to the dulcet tones of the chain - the theme for Formula 1.

The thing that has helped most is that people like Julie have been there for me constantly. There are others, and they know who they are, but she was the first to hear when I got concerned and she's still there now, looking after me from more than 500 miles away!