Barbara's funeral this morning. All very much what she wanted, I suppose, but pretty much exactly point-for-point what I don't want for myself.
The back is grim, BT are still pootling about trying to get our ADSL connection to work (and it definitely is their problem), and it's cold, grey and rainy.
Still, an Amber session this evening should cheer me up, assuming the back calms down enough for me to be able to get there.