What a muddle of thoughts I have experienced this week. Par for the current course of events I suppose. I never thought I would make sense of my 'to do' list, let alone get the order right. I even thought I wouldn't get through it.

"You know," someone said, "at times like these," (bereavement he meant) "you feel its all a great mess that can't get sorted. It does you know." Nice man. I plodded on.

Today, I saw that Edinburgh University Medical School was left £2 million, (just part of a range of academic bequests from one estate) sixty years after the donor had died. The thought of dealing with the affairs of an estate for that length of time - a lifetime - made my mind boggle.